Sparrow said to me: You are resting on your laurels. You are finished. You are mummified. Take off your earrings and do some work. You didn’t go about being a visible specimen of a fine high stern woman, well dressed and keeping her chin up, when you produced your early poetry. Look at the people about you, whom you often fear. They will be dead and forgotten and unmarked. But you and I are immortal. The only immortality is in the printed word. Get going. (Quoted from The Life of the Creative Spirit, by H. C. Romesburg. p. 184.)
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