Feb 24, 2019
I have no respect for the artist, however great, who does not practice his art in living. Recently I observed with joy that I am able to act out my beliefs. One's behavior then becomes very simplified. All complications fall away. You have no fear of being either ridiculed or crucified. You have the deep joy of certitude. You know then, for the first time, so it seems to me, what the moral sphere really is. And, though you may disagree, I think the moral and the aesthetic are one. All is one. That's the utter, stark, simple beauty of it.
from Letters of Henry Miller and Wallace Fowlie (1943-1972)