Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
People living deeply have no fear of death.
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living.
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
But the artist persists because he has the will to create, and this is the magic power which can transform and transfigure and transpose and which will ultimately be transmitted to others.
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