I came across an excerpt from Henry David Thoreau's essay, Walden, and was reminded of his unique ability to offer clear-eyed expositions of the most ethereal subjects-- in this case, his musings on the subtle rewards of a life spent in careful observation of the natural world and the rare insights revealed, the essence of which applies to most creative endeavors:
Perhaps the facts most astounding and most real are never communicated by man to man. The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star-dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.