You want to do a great deal more than you can do.

You have sense of colour, but you want form.

Colour's a gift,--put it aside and think no more about it,--but form you can be drilled into.
Now, all your fancy heads--and some of them are very good--will keep you exactly where you are.

With line you must go forward or backward, and it will show up all your weaknesses.' 'But other people----' began Maisie.
'You mustn't mind what other people do.

If their souls were your soul, it would be different.