Morn says- though he himself is not a poet –

“It should be thus: in the flicker of daily life,

unexpectedly, in the chance of combination

of light and shadow, you feel within yourself

the divine happiness of conception:

it grabs you and is gone; but the muse knows

that in a quiet hour, in the seclusion

of the night, the poem will begin to beat

and fly off the tongue, fiery and babbling…”

– (Scene II, Act I) The Tragedy of Mr. Morn by Vladimir Nabokov

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