To country people Cows are mild, And flee from any stick they throw; But Iām a timid town bred child, And all the cattle seem to know.
T. S. EliotThe more perfect the artist, the more completely separate in him will be the man who suffers and the mind which creates.
T. S. EliotProbably, indeed, the larger part of the labor of an author composing his work is critical labor; the labor of sifting, combining, constructing, expunging, correcting, testing. This frightful toil is as much critical as creative.
T. S. Eliot