What was any art but an effort to make a sheath, a mould in which to imprison for a moment the shining, elusive element which is life itself life hurrying past us and running away, too strong to stop, too sweet to lose?
Willa Sibert Cather
But I do nothing that I don't like, such as "inventing" up to the arty or "down" to the corny. I happen to relish a certain type of corn. What I think is the really dangerous approach is the "let's be artistic" attitude. I know that artistry just happens.
Fred Astaire