“Daemonic compulsiveness can kill as easily as it can save. The true novelist must be at once driven and indifferent. Van Gogh… — John Gardner Copy Share Image
Being Jewish, you didn't get into a sorority. So I really was much more outgoing and gregarious. I really didn't want to… — Betty Friedan Copy Share Image
I wrote a number of poems about Kah Tai lagoon, when Safeway was building that huge, ugly store down there where I… — Sam Hamill Copy Share Image
“He didn't much like reading novels - he preferred history or philosophy - or poetry, although he could read only a little… — Claire Messud Copy Share Image
I am in the Aleph, the point at which everything is in the same place at the same time. I'm at a… — Paulo Coelho Copy Share Image
“at first when the rain fell from the sky so wide and deep it smelled like sage, my favorite smell I went… — Ally Condie Copy Share Image
“I'm nobody! Who are you? Are you nobody, too? Then there ’s a pair of us—don’t tell! They ’d banish us, you… — Emily Dickinson Copy Share Image
Social media's currency is the single photograph. Whereas, every time I look at a photograph, I look at twenty or thirty photographs.… — Stuart Franklin Copy Share Image
The verse love others as you love yourself is not talking about liking yourself romantically or as a friend. It is talking… — June Hunt Copy Share Image
“I didn’t even know my face could do this. It’s like there were hidden zippers in my cheeks. Jesus. This must be… — Laini Taylor Copy Share Image
“ We Never Said Farewell We never said farewell, nor even looked Our last upon each other, for no sign Was made… — Mary Elizabeth Coleridge Copy Share Image
The medium of poetry is a human body: the column of air inside the chest, shaped into signifying sounds in the larynx… — Robert Pinsky Copy Share Image
“You could use a moth like that as a symbol in a novel, but it was trite, wasn’t it? The old moth-to-the-flame… — L.L. Barkat Copy Share Image
“Zhenyi knew she was awesome, too. In one of her well-regarded poems, she writes that her ambition was “to a kind even… — Sam Maggs Copy Share Image
I really enjoy English and poetry and writing classes. You do get writer's block when you're writing music, and having inspiration from… — Taylor Momsen Copy Share Image
James Patterson is my favorite author. Very talented. I picked up reading from jail... I realized how powerful reading was in jail.… — Rich Homie Quan Copy Share Image
“He hoped and feared,' continued Solon, in a low. mournful voice; 'but at times he was very miserable, because he did not… — Fitz James O'Brien Copy Share Image
A poem may be an instance of morality, of social conditions, of psychological history; it may instance all its qualities, but never… — Allen Tate Copy Share Image
Unlike music or poetry or painting, food rouses no response in passionate and emotional youth. Only when the surge of the blood… — Dorothy L. Sayers Copy Share Image
Poetic experience is distinct in nature from mystical experience. Because poetry emanates from the free creativity of the spirit,it is from the… — Jacques Maritain Copy Share Image
You get early inoculation against the idea of success if you're a poet. When I published my first collection of sonnets, I… — Tony Harrison Copy Share Image
I love form, but I'm not interested in forms. I've never written a sonnet or villanelle or sestina or any of that.… — Robert Pinsky Copy Share Image
It is perfectly legitimate to write novels which are essentially prose poems, but in the end, I think, a novel is like… — Robert Harris Copy Share Image
“For there was now a wall of trees blocking any progress- -and Inigo would not stop bleeding- -and Westley would not start… — William Goldman Copy Share Image
It were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its color and… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
These days, most of my interactions with young people are centered on the poetry or theater classes I teach, so the students… — Renee Watson Copy Share Image
We are ordinarily so indifferent to people that when we have invested one of them with the possibility of giving us joy,… — Marcel Proust Copy Share Image
“ Desert Pools I love too much; I am a river Surging with spring that seeks the sea, I am too generous… — Sara Teasdale Copy Share Image
Istanbul, a universal beauty where poet and archeologist, diplomat and merchant, princess and sailor, northerner and westerner screams with same admiration. The… — Edmondo De Amicis Copy Share Image
“želja da te dodirnem pretvara se u želju da ti o tome govorim mada znam da riječi ne mogu to što mogu… — Dragoslav Dedović Copy Share Image
I have no idea, actually, where I fit in, in terms of poetry camps. At AWP conferences, I have been on panels… — Denise Duhamel Copy Share Image
“If I believe, truly believe our souls are meant to cross paths, in each and every life, traversing millennia and repeating this… — Abby Rosmarin Copy Share Image
“We weep, tears of blood, we weep, In despair, crying, we weep; the sun forever has stolen the light from his eyes.… — Jane Bierhorst Copy Share Image
“Inside it he inscribed a few lines of poetry, portraying us as the gypsy and the fool, one creating silence; one listening… — Patti Smith Copy Share Image
It's after dark that I feel most inspired, I'm a nocturnal creature. I'll write poetry or streams of consciousness, play instruments, or… — Arlo Parks Copy Share Image
Dante Alighieri has the most glorious imagination of modern poetry. So it's talking about us, it's concerning us. Everything in it conveys… — Roberto Benigni Copy Share Image
“I tasted danger on his lips and became an addict. A slave to adrenaline and irrational behaviour. We lived recklessly in a… — J.A. ANUM Copy Share Image
“At the end of the day I went to this place where your memories left footsteps on my skin and the breath… — robert m drake Copy Share Image
“Come play with my wild - I need my hair pulled, my lips kissed, your tender caress. I need your savage, I… — Melody Lee Copy Share Image
“How can I keep my soul in me, so that it doesn’t touch your soul? How can I raise it high enough,… — Rainer Maria Rilke Copy Share Image
