One writes out of one thing only
— one's own experience. Everything depends on how relentlessly one forces from
this experience the last drop, sweet or bitter, it can possibly give. This is
the only real concern of the artist, to recreate out of the disorder of life
that order which is art.
Baldwin, James. Autobiographical Notes. 1952.
Baldwin, James. Autobiographical Notes. 1952.
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