True, elation sometimes makes its way from a writer's fingertips to his or her heart and, for a moment, the writer believes that he or she has fashioned a chain of perfectly conjoined words. But the feeling recedes. Then the sublime seems trite, the harmonious dissonant, and perfection imperfect.
-- Tom Grimes, Mentor, p. 213
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