Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles
with cold iron!
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Ay me! what perils do environThe man that meddles with cold iron!
Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron!
Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron!
Ay me! what perils do environ The man that meddles with cold iron!
Samuel ButlerPainting is something that takes place among the colors, and ... one has to leave them alone completely, so that they can settle the matter among themselves. Their intercourse: this is the whole of painting. Whoever meddles, arranges, injects his human deliberation, his wit, his advocacy, his intellectual agility in any way, is already disturbing and clouding their activity.
Rainer Maria Rilke