Men of art must suffer. The thing is, only the vain can create, but vanity is a mortal sin. Vanity is love of oneself, but creating is also possible for the love of art – this saves from suffering.
The point's desire to become the universe is not pride, but a normal evolutionary process. Pride is the contempt of the universe for the point from which it arose.
Not the great one who grows, but the great one who decreases. For the first is vanity and pride, and the second is the true courage of the big one, who is not afraid to be small.
The weakness of trees is that they adore those who love their fruits and are very dependent on their mood. You can easily control the tree by praising it and telling it what you like and what you don't.
They are vain, so am I. but my vanity is a thousand times greater than their vanity. The enormity of my sin, making their sin null and void, saving their souls.