Imagination in a poet is a faculty so wild and lawless that, like a high ranging spaniel, it must have clogs tied… — John Dryden Copy Share Image
White in the moon the long road lies, The moon stands blank above; White in the moon the long road lies That… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The writer presents himself to the blank page not with an open passport but an open heart. — Taiye Selasi Copy Share Image
I know absolutely nothing about where I'm going. I'm fine with that. I'm happy about it. Before, I had nothing. I had… — Gregory Galloway Copy Share Image
In her presence, I was reminded again of why I was an anoretic: fear. Of my needs, for food, for sleep, for… — Marya Hornbacher Copy Share Image
To doubt has more of faith ... than that blank negation of all such thoughts and feelings which is the lot of… — Samuel Taylor Coleridge Copy Share Image
Teddy grinned again. 'Truths are dangerous,' he said. -'Then why are you writing them in a book?' -'To catch them between the… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
I think I've always been slightly addicted to not repeating myself. When you're doing something the first time around, it's often the… — Neneh Cherry Copy Share Image
I still get up every morning at 4 A.M. I write seven days a week, including Christmas. And I still face a… — Dan Brown Copy Share Image
I began to read the Holy Scriptures upon my knees, laying aside all other books, and praying over, if possible, every line… — George Whitefield Copy Share Image
We cannot fling ourselves into the blank future; we can only call up images from the past. This being so, the important… — Gilbert K. Chesterton Copy Share Image
If we were sensible we would seek death - the same blissful blank which we enjoyed before we existed. — H. P. Lovecraft Copy Share Image
If you look closely, there is no book more visual than Three Trapped Tigers, in that it is filled with blank pages,… — Guillermo Cabrera Infante Copy Share Image
I can scarce bring myself to believe, that I am admitted to a familiar correspondence, and all the license of friendship, with… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
There should be no telephone in your writing room, certainly no TV or videogames for you to fool around with. If there’s… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
this was the wonderful thing about strangers. they were big blank pieces of paper, you could draw watever you like on their… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
Everybody faces a blank piece of paper, no matter what they've written or painted or composed before. I can't imagine approaching every… — Stephen Sondheim Copy Share Image
Yes, the fear of its blankness. At the same time, I kind of loved it. Mallarmé was trying to make the page… — Vito Acconci Copy Share Image
The meaning of our self is not to be found in its separateness from God and others, but in the ceaseless realization… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
Each morning my characters greet me with misty faces willing, though chilled, to muster for another day's progress through the dazzling quicksand… — John Updike Copy Share Image
The fact that something is in a rhymed form or in blank verse will not make it good poetry. — Robert Morgan Copy Share Image
The newspaper stories were like dreams to us, bad dreams dreamt by others. How awful, we would say, and they were, but… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
It must be a source of great chagrin to those in charge to think of so many people being able to stick… — Robert Benchley Copy Share Image
My memories pale as I prevail upon them again and again. They become more and more ghostly. I fear nothing so much… — E. L. Doctorow Copy Share Image
