Quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

The artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like the bees, they must put their lives into the sting they give.

The artists must be sacrificed to their art. Like the bees,

Summary

This quote emphasizes the dedication and commitment that artists must have towards their craft. By using the analogy of bees, it suggests that artists should be willing to sacrifice themselves entirely for their art, just as a bee sacrifices its life when it stings. It implies that art requires significant personal investment and that artists must put forth their best efforts, even if it means making sacrifices in their own lives. Overall, the quote conveys the belief that true artistry requires passion, devotion, and selflessness.

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