“The trouble with a baby, for writists, is that they take away your useful melancholy, even the energy to invent some.” — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“I haven't written in a week. It's like holding your breath under water. You feel an awful constriction and then the instinct to propel yourself.” — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“The trouble with a baby, for writists, is that they take away your useful melancholy, even the energy to invent some.” — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“Nothing fills the world quite as poetry does. A poet need not dwell on the pagecount of his life.” — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“To write what you think is to think what you write. Leave those of hollow to their dust. They are but sorry things.” — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“It is an awesome tragedy in this life that, when asking what a person is and they reply doctor or lawyer or engineer, we… — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“Like a father with his daughter, the writist plays peek-a-boo with the world. His aim is to evoke that sweet smile, the one that… — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“I have yet to find that one perfect phrase that epitomizes all the mysteries of the universe. Luckily, I doubt to ever pen it… — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
“I haven't written in a week. It's like holding your breath under water. You feel an awful constriction and then the instinct to propel… — D.A. Botta Copy Share Image
