You sought to preserve your creative instincts and what would nourish them. But neurosis itself does not nourish the artist, you know; he creates in spite of it, out of anything, any material given to him. The torments and hells of {crazy men}, are not for you.
( Anaïs Nin )
[ The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. ]
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