It becomes part of you, and you can't talk of it any more than you can talk about your elbows and your knees.

It's one of the things that makes you.

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." He turned over on to his back, and laid his hands palm uppermost over his eyes.
"That's part of the glory of it all," he said; "that art and its emotions become part of you like the food you eat and the wine you drink.