A violinist had a violin, a painter his palette. All I had was myself. I was the instrument that I must care for.
Josephine BakerAbout author
- Author's profession: Dancer
- Nationality: french
- Born: June 3, 1906
- Died: April 12, 1975
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In overlooking, denying, evading this complexity--which is nothing more than the disquieting complexity of ourselves--we are diminished and we perish; only within this web of ambiguity, paradox, this hunger, danger, darkness, can we find at once ourselves and the power that will free us from ourselves. It is this power of revelation that is the business of the novelist, this journey toward a more vast reality which must take precedence over other claims.
James Baldwin