"People trample over flowers, yet only to embrace a cactus."
"The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails."
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Source: A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man ch. 5 (1916).
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