I want nothing but my own little corner of the world, and I shall devote myself to it. Art does not expand, it distills itself. And, if you want comparisons at all costs, I would tell you that to produce good fruit, one must remain on a trellis. Like a wall tree the artist must remain thus all his life, arms extended, mouth open, assimilating everything that passes by and living by everything that surrounds him.
— Edgar Degas (via yesyes)