"The true literary artist is not afraid of the real, the concrete; indeed, he loves real things as the painter his pigments, but they are only a means to an end, and that end is not the literal truth, but the ideal truth. Strict fidelity to nature, to fact, is to be demeaned, and equal fidelity to the spirit, the imagination. The artist must give us a true picture, but he must give us much more than that; he must give us himself."