Working creatively is not an escape from living. It is living, Jean Cocteau felt:
Work. I accept death. But I refuse to live and be dead. After my death, all this work must live in my place. I must create a robust health for it. Solid organs.
(Quoted from page 188 of The Life of the Creative Spirit, by H. Charles Romesburg. Xlibris, 2001.)
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