When it is complicated by the genius being a woman, then the game is one for a king of critics: your George Sand becomes a mother to gain experience for the novelist and to develop her, and gobbles up men of genius, Chopins, Mussets and the like, as mere hors d’oeuvres.
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’They tell me you’ve begun singing the praises of George Sand again.
Ivan Turgenev -- Fathers and Sons
" ’L’homme c’est rien—l’oeuvre c’est tout,’ as Gustave Flaubert wrote to George Sand."
Arthur Conan Doyle -- The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes