A Quote by W. Somerset Maugham

The artist produces for the liberation of his soul. — © W. Somerset Maugham
The artist produces for the liberation of his soul.
The artist produces for the liberation of his soul. It is his nature to create as it is the nature of water to run down the hill.
You are not an artist simply because you paint or sculpt or make pots that cannot be used. An artist is a poet in his or her own medium. And when an artist produces a good piece, that work has mystery, an unsaid quality; it is alive.
No artist produces great art by a deliberate attempt to express his own personality.
It is no secret that any talented player must in his soul be an artist, and what could be dearer to his heart and soul than the victory of the subtle forces of reason over crude material strength! Probably everyone has his own reason for liking the King`s Gambit, but my love for it can be seen in precisely those terms.
There's a perception that if an artist produces another artist, they're going to imprint on them. But I'm the opposite.
Only friendliness produces friendship. And we must look far deeper into the soul of man for the thing that produces friendliness.
Soul and body, I suggest react sympathetically upon each other. A change in the state of the soul produces a change in the shape of the body and conversely, a change in the shape of the body produces a change in the state of the soul.
America hates the artist. It will not admit: the artist is my soul and I want to kill off my soul.
The philosopher's soul dwells in his head, the poet's soul is in his heart; the singer's soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body.
We are talking about an artist; and for the enjoyment of the artist the mask must be to some extent moulded on the face. What he makes outside him must correspond to something inside him; he can only make his effects out of some of the materials of his soul.
Every artist dips his brush in his own soul, and paints his own nature into his pictures.
The artist must train not only his eye but also his soul.
An artist reveals his naked soul in his work.
In the end, I feel that one has to have a bit of neurosis to go on being an artist. A balanced human seldom produces art. It's that imbalance which impels us... The artist lives with anxiety.
According to the classic liberal-arts ideal, learning promises liberation, but it is not liberation from demanding moral ideals and social norms, or liberation to act on our desires-it is, rather, liberation from slavery to those desires, from slavery to self.
The critic, to interpret his artist, even to understand his artist, must be able to get into the mind of his artist; he must feel and comprehend the vast pressure of the creative passion.
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