“Every genius must ask herself, at some point, am I real? And they must discover for themselves the origin and true nature of their ideas. Are they Inspired, or are they Inspiration personified? Where do the terrible, beautiful ideas come from, if not from their own mind? Are they, in some sense, worthy of the wonders they make, or are they mere midwives for things more beautiful than they―things in some sense, more real?”

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I think it would be bad for me to play this game.

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1:28 pm  •  28 December 2011  •  2 notes