You have to be able to make a real creative life for Yourself, before you can expect anyone Else to provide one ready-made for you.
It is worth mentioning, for future reference, that the creative power which bubbles so pleasantly in beginning a new book quiets down after a time, and one goes on more steadily. Doubts creep in. Then one becomes resigned. Determination not to give in, and the sense of an impending shape keep one at it more than anything.
Work of the eyes is done, begin heartwork now on those images in you.[Werk des Gesichts ist getan, tue nun Herz-Werk an den Bildern in dir.]
If I have not the power to put myself in the place of other people, but must be continually burrowing inward, I shall never be the magnanimous creative person I wish to be. Yet I am hypnotized by the workings of the individual, alone, and am continually using myself as a specimen.
I lived in solitude in the country and noticed how the monotony of a quiet life stimulates the creative mind.