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George Orwell quote: "If people cannot write well, they cannot think well, and if..."
If people cannot write well, they cannot think well, and if they cannot think well, others will do their thinking for them. George Orwell
Any writer worth his salt writes to please himself...It's a self-exploratory operation that is endless. An exorcism of not necessarily his demon, but of his divine discontent. Harper Lee
Stephen King quote: "If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or..."
If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that. Stephen King
The actual writing would be easy. All he had to do was to transfer to paper the interminable restless monologue that had been running inside his head, literally for years. George Orwell
I think these movements and become them, here, In this room's stillness, none of them about, And relish them all-until I think of where. Thrashed by a crook, the cursive adder writes. Quick V's and Q's in the dust and rubs them out. from "Movements Norman MacCaig
Each thing, just by looking at it, aroused in me an irresistible longing to write so I would not die. I had suffered this on other occasions, but only on that morning did I recognize it as a crisis of inspiration, that word, abominable but so real, that demolishes everything in its path in order to reach its ashes in time. Gabriel Garcia Marquez
He wanted to write urgent love letters to her all day long and crowd the endless pages with desperate, uninhibited confessions of his humble worship and need with careful instructions for administering artificial respiration. He wanted to pour out to her in torrents of self-pity all his unbearable loneliness and despair and warn her never to leave the boric acid or the aspirin in reach of the children or to cross a street against the traffic light. He did not wish to worry her. Joseph Heller
For myself, I always write about Dublin, because if I can get to the heart of Dublin I can get to the heart of all the cities of the world. In the particular is contained the universal. James Joyce
If I were to live a hundred years, and write three novels in each, I should never be so proud of any of them, as I am of Pickwick, feeling as I do, that it has made its own way, and hoping, as I must own I do hope, that long after my hand is withered as the pens it held, Pickwick will be found on many a dusty shelf with many a better work. Charles Dickens
Words have weight, sound and appearance; it is only by considering these that you can write a sentence that is good to look at and good to listen to. W. Somerset Maugham
Fran Lebowitz quote: "When Toni Morrison said 'write the book you want to read,' she..."
When Toni Morrison said 'write the book you want to read,' she didn't mean everybody. Fran Lebowitz
What you need Lois, is a man. All your artistic brilliance, wasted, toiling away in the sordid day-to-day of White’s little paper empire. Reporting on traffic mishaps. Domestic trifles. Wondering if you can afford a pair of shoes. Knowing you can’t afford the really good wines, the really exquisite things. That suit, for instance. Nice, but not the standard you’re used to.” “We’re not here to discuss my wardrobe.” “Or your writing career? How much have you gotten done, I mean, really done... C. J. Cherryh
It is all work, and my inducement to it is not love or desire of fame, but the want of money, which is the only motive to writing that I know of. Samuel Johnson
M'amour, m'amour what do I love and where are you? That I lost my center fighting the world The Dreams clash and are shattered- and that I tried to make a paradiso terrestre. I have tried to write Paradise Do not move Let the wind speak that is paradise Let the Gods forgive what I have made Let those I love try to forgive what I have made. Ezra Pound
So, you’re hitting on Clare the Fair.” “I’m not hitting on her. I’m exploring the possibility of seeing her on social terms.” “He’s hitting on her,” Owen said around a mouthful of chips. “You’ve still got that thing you had for her back in high school. Are you still writing bad song lyrics about heartbreak?” “Suck me. And they weren’t that bad.” “Yeah, they were,” Ryder disagreed. “But at least now we don’t have to listen to you playing your keyboard and howling them down the hall. Nora Roberts

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