To go out, sword at side and song in your mouth, knowing and believing that Beauty suffers imprisonment in every human spirit, that she waits and starves here, that she is almost dead there; that often enough she is so spent and tortured and dark you would not know her:-–to go forth unafraid, with the Beauty in your own heart longing after her--and to rescue, rescue, rescue, greet, restore; to stand unmoved when she will not answer to her name, unmoved but never dismayed--and gathering all the time, light, potency, renewal. Beauty from Beauty--that is what I would beg to do--that is what I will do indeed-–God willing.
(Quoted from page 182 of The Life of the Creative Spirit, by H. Charles Romesburg. Xlibris, 2001.)
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