Ah, but a man’s reach should exceed his grasp, said Browning, and so it has -- extended by the length of an artist's brush.
The artist uses the talent he has, wishing he had more talent. The talent uses the artist it has, wishing it had more artist.
Sometimes, to pursue a new idea, the artist must forfeit his deposit on an old idea.
The artist’s talent sits uneasy as an object of public acclaim, having been so long an object of private despair.
-- Robert Brault