p. 19 “And so it is with persons. You can do very many things with us: push us together and pull us apart and squeeze us and roll us flat, empty us out and fill us up. You can surround us with influences, but there comes a point when you can do no more. The person resists, in one way or another (if it is only by collapsing, like the clay). His own will becomes active.
This is a wonderful moment, when one feels his will become active, come as a force into the total assemblage and dynamic intercourse and interpenetration of will impulses. When one stands like a natural substance, plastic but with one’s own character written into the formula, ah then one feels oneself part of the world, taking one’s shape with its help — but a shape only one’s own freedom can create.”
Centering in Pottery, Poetry, and the Person
M. C. Richards