13 January 2010

She calls it a curse...








My mom sent this today.  Perfectly prosed.

The truly creative mind in any field is no more than this: A human creature born abnormally, inhumanely sensitive. To them... a touch is a blow, a sound is a noise, a misfortune is a tragedy, a joy is an ecstasy, a friend is a lover, a lover is a god, and failure is death.
    Add to this cruelly delicate organism the overpowering necessity to create, create, create -- so that without the creating of music or poetry or books or buildings or something of meaning, their very breath is cut off...
    They must create, must pour out creation. By some strange, unknown, inward urgency they are not really alive unless they are creating.

        Pearl Buck
        US novelist in China (1892 - 1973)


7 comments:

  1. I'm going to send a link to this post to my mom. It describes her so well in so many ways. Thanks for sharing Katy.

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  2. I put this on my blog too! It's a good quote.

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  3. As cruel as it is, I wouldn't want it any other way. Thanks Rebecca and Katy for posting the quote. Truth is Beauty and Beauty is Truth!

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  4. Love. You Knudsen girls sure represent this quote perfectly.

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