Just as the bird sings or the butterfly soars, because it is his natural characteristic, so the artist works.

The real artist has no idea that he is sacrificing himself for art. He does what he does for one reason and one reason only-he can't help doing it.

At least the caged bird still sings.

The student who deceives himself into thinking that he is giving his life like an ascetic in the spirit of sacrifice for art, is the victim of a deplorable species of egotism.

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.

No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings