Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 27, 1915

What I need most of all now is a period of complete solitude in which I can meditate at length – It is essential to my being – yet it is denied me – It is a growing belief with me that the artistic soul can be permanently warped by continued denials made it, of its most vital necessities – We give the tree air, light rain, and other nourishment, yet it is never night when it is dependent of these. A calm violet-hazed day. 
Liszt in a letter to Wagner: 
“All is perishable, only God’s word remains forever, and God’s word is revealed in the creations of genius” 
Music – music! I starve for it – 

Charles E. Burchfield, Journals, July 27, 1915