The revolt against individualism naturally calls artists severely to account, because the artist is of all men the most individual; those who were not have been long forgotten.
To note an artist's limitations is but to define his talent.
An artist's saddest secrets are those that have to do with his artistry.
Every artist makes herself born. You must bring the artist into the world yourself.
Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness.
Of course Nebraska is a storehouse of literary material. Everywhere is a storehouse of literary material. If a true artist were born in a pigpen and raised in a sty, he would still find plenty of inspiration for his work. The only need is the eye to see.
Every artist makes himself born. It is very much harder than the other time, and longer.