Fredrik: I’m an artist.
Karin: Artist?
Fredrik: Yes, Princess, a thoroughbred artist: a poet with no poems, a painter with no pictures, a musician with no music. I despise ready… made art, the banal result of vulgar effort. My life is my work and dedicated to my love for you.Through a Glass Darkly (1961)
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