What if you start to think of your art in terms of sales, too? Can you still be true to yourself?
Joy multiplies when it is shared among friends, but grief diminishes with every division. That is life.
Nothin's what it seems, drow!" Bruenor declared. "Nothin'! Ye try to follow what ye know, ye know? But then ye find that ye know not what ye thought ye knowed! Thought a dog'd be tastin' good - looked good enough - but now me belly's cursing me every...
That's the point of words. They get around.
