"Then it is a deficiency on the part of the people who write the booklets," said the boy. "Any human experience should be describable and interpretable — by a good enough writer."
The officer squinted at him. "Say that again, sonny."
"I said that if your booklets don't say what you want them to say, it's not the fault of the material."
(..)
The boy shrugged, lifted one crutch and pointed it in the direction of the Gallery. "A good painter could do you fifty times the job that those big, glossy photos do."
"They are very good photos."
"Of course, they're perfect. Expensive too, probably. But any of those scenes by a real artist could be priceless."
"No room out there for artists yet. Ground-breakers go first, culture follows after."
"Then why don't you change things and recruit a few artists? They might be able to help you find a lot more ground-breakers."

//Roger Zelazny, The Dream Master

A mind may hold many things. It learns. It cannot teach itself not to think, though. Emotions remain the same, qualitatively, throughout life; the stimuli to which they respond are subject to quantitative variations, but the feelings are stock in trade. (..) A mind cannot teach itself not to think, but feelings fall into destined patterns.

//Roger Zelazny, The Dream Master