Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Some men rob you with a six-gun -- others rob you with a fountain pen. — Woody Guthrie Copy Share Image
Never durst poet touch a pen to write Until his ink were temper'd with Love's sighs; — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
My mind's monumental, my pen is penetration That produce words that bleed on the pad like menstruation — Elzhi Copy Share Image
When I think upon my God, my heart is full of joy that the notes dance and leap from my pen. — Joseph Haydn Copy Share Image
I thought that words and books and pens were more powerful than guns. — Malala Yousafzai Copy Share Image
She had an unequalled gift, especially pen in hand, of squeezing big mistakes into small opportunities. — Henry James Copy Share Image
Like everything, what compels one to put pen to paper is a great question. — Todd Solondz Copy Share Image
The extremists are afraid of books and pens, the power of education frightens them. they are afraid of women. — Malala Yousafzai Copy Share Image
The painter puts brush to canvas, and the poet puts pen to paper. The poet has the easier task, for his pen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The pen is an instrument of discovery rather than just a recording implement. If you write a letter of resignation or something… — Billy Collins Copy Share Image
You must get an education. You must go to school, and you must learn to protect yourself. And you must learn to… — Josephine Baker Copy Share Image
I consider it an indubitable mark of mean-spiritedness and pitiful vanity to court applause from the pen or tongue of man. — George Washington Copy Share Image
We have lit upon the gentle, sensitive mind And lost the old nonchalance of the hand; Whether we have chosen chisel, pen… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I am often asked why I use a variety of pen names. The answer is that this way readers always know which… — Jayne Ann Krentz Copy Share Image
A book calls for pen, ink, and a writing desk; today the rule is that pen, ink, and a writing desk call… — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
I was walking every morning, and I'd take my iPod and paper and pen. As I walked, I wrote a poem, and then… — Shirley Geok-lin Lim Copy Share Image
I usually dream of melodies. When I wake up I have them in my head. I usually come up with things in… — Leona Lewis Copy Share Image
The Lazysphere - a working definition - is a group of bloggers who I won't name by name, but you can spot… — Steve Rubel Copy Share Image
When we digital artists talk about painting on the computer, that is exactly what we do. The paints we use are pixels,… — Donald Lambert Copy Share Image
Pens?" Chase echoed. Bridget rolled her eyes. "Pens are by far more stimulating than most people." "I'm kind of wondering what you're… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
For the author there is nothing but his pen, till that and life are worn to the stump: and then, with good… — Samuel Laman Blanchard Copy Share Image
When I say artist I mean the man who is building things - creating molding the earth - whether it be the… — Jackson Pollock Copy Share Image
I was sitting here without a shirt on, absentmindedly scratching my back with a pen for about five minutes and I just… — Jade Puget Copy Share Image
Generally risk-averse, specialist translation imprints have also hollowed out a fairly comfortable niche for themselves: they get ninety percent of the profits… — Andre Naffis-Sahely Copy Share Image
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in… — John Keats Copy Share Image
Dictatorship nations are outlaws. Any free nation had the right to invade Nazi Germany and, today, has the right to invade Soviet… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
Let us begin this letter, this prelude to an encounter, formally, as a declaration, in the old-fashioned way: I love you. You… — Neil Gaiman Copy Share Image
“On rare occasions there comes along a profound original, an odd little book that appears out of nowhere, from the pen of… — E. J. Banfield Copy Share Image
Little Words When you are gone, there is nor bloom nor leaf, Nor singing sea at night, nor silver birds; And I… — Dorothy Parker Copy Share Image
Christmas Eve, and twelve of the clock. "Now they are all on their knees," An elder said as we sat in a… — Thomas Hardy Copy Share Image
“When I started writing I wanted the best tools. I skipped right over chisels on rocks, stylus on wet clay plates, quills… — John Varley Copy Share Image
