An artist is a cut above the critic, for the artist is writing something which will move the critic. The critic is writing something which will move everybody but the artist
I have learned through bitter experience the one supremelesson to conserve my anger, and as heat conserved is transmitted intoenergy, even so our anger controlled can be transmitted into a power that canmove the world.
Neverforget the power of silence, that massively disconcerting pause which goes onand on and may at last induce an opponent to babble and backtrack nervously.
