What was any art but a mold to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself- life hurrying past us and running away, to strong to stop, too sweet to lose.

Willa Cather
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The line, "What was any art but a mold to imprison for a moment the shining elusive element which is life itself- life hurrying past us and running away, to strong to stop, too sweet to lose," captures the essence of the creative process. Whether it's writing or making something out of clay, art is an opportunity for expression. Art is not just an opportunity for expression, it's also a way to capture some of the essence of life.

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