The Artist's Knowledge Of His Own Creative

Those Who Make Some Other Person Their Job... Are Dangerous.

There Is Also One Excellent Reason Why The Veriest Amateur May Feel Entitled To Have An Opinion About Education. For If We Are Not All Professional Teachers, We Have All, At Some Time Or Other, Been Taught. Even If We Learned Nothing-perhaps In Particular If We Learned Nothing-our Contribution To The Discussion May Have A Potential Value.

There Were Crimson Roses On The Bench; They Looked Like Splashes Of Blood.

Fantasy Works Inwards Upon Its Author, Blurring The Boundary Between The Visioned And The Actual, And Associating Itself Ever Moreclosely With The Ego, So That The Child Who Has Fantasied Himself A Murderer Ends By Becoming A Loeb Or A Leopold. The Creative Imagination Works Outwards, Steadily Increasing The Gap Between The Visioned And The Actual, Till This Becomes The Great Gulf Fixed Between Art And Nature. Few Writers Of Crime-stories Become Murderers--if Any Do, It Is Not The Result Of Identifying Themselves With Their Murderous Heroes.

The Business Of The Artist Is Not To Escape From His Material Medium Or Bully It, But To Serve It; But To Serve It, He Must Love It. If He Does So, He Will Realise That In Its Service Is Perfect Freedom.