I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still. — Arthur Rimbaud Copy Share Image
“In the deepest nights words left behind or asleep may find their connections. In scattered papers, who knows or forgets them? Someday… — Vicente Aleixandre Copy Share Image
“There were nights when I got nothing, [but] I still played. With no one to hear me and no one to pay… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
On those nights, the words were for me alone. They came up unbidden from my heart. They spilled over my tongue and… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image