In the hierarchy, the artist faces outward. Meeting someone new he asks himself, What can this person do for me? How can this person advance my standing? In the hierarchy, the artist looks up and looks down. The one place he can't look is that place he must: within.
Steven PressfieldThe critic hates most that which he would have done himself if he had had the guts.
Steven PressfieldThe counterfeit innovator is wildly self-confident. The real one is scared to death.
Steven Pressfield