The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanly sensitive. To him... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death.
Pearl S. Buckyou seem to grieve for what is not so ... and there is no need to let your heart run ahead into evils that may never come.
Pearl S. Buck