It is a strange solitude that [artists] choose. Yet we do choose it so there is no point whatsoever in regretting it. It is

It is a strange solitude that [artists] choose. Yet we do choose it so there is no point whatsoever in regretting it. It is like the solitude of a man who, for some reason, is able to see all the stars in the sky in the daylight. The other people in the street stare at him as he looks up at the sky, and then they look up themselves because they believe he can see an aeroplane. Which quite possibly he can. But it wasn’t why he was looking.

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