"Indeed, the only thing to be learned from the critics was how to suffer the sting of their attacks and carry on just the same, accomplishing a task which more than any other required serenity. Yet this is easier said than done. The reviewers' blatant injustices or perfidious insinuations, their cruel sarcasms or vulgar mockeries find artists particularly vulnerable since their selfless devotion to their ideals leaves them ill-prepared for such baseless assaults. It requires tremendous courage and limitless faith to overcome such adversities; to find the necessary strength the individual has to draw on his reserve of vitality, a reserve better poured into his work. How hard it must be for the timid, and even for the self-confident and ambitious, for the poor, and even for the rich, to stand up under constant derision without being paralyzed in their creative efforts! This is not merely a question of right or wrong, it is a question of sensitivity exposed to merciless poundings. It is also an experience which, translated into everyday life, poses uncounted problems. To arise in the morning of a beautiful day, filled with eagerness and joy for the work ahead, and to read at the breakfast table shameless and stupid criticisms which accuse one of painting in a state of delirium tremens...that is more than enough to ruin the day if not the entire week. Few are the creators in literature, in art, or elsewhere who are impervious to ridicule and rudeness, who have the faculty of simply shrugging them off. And as if it were not enough to dampen their ardor through these offenses, the critics also seriously impair their material existence, since biting comments are hardly designed to encourage colectors to invest money in works publicly disparaged."
Rewald, "The History of Impressionism"