Writing Quote by Lydia Davis Download Open image ““She begins to write to Pierre, a sort of laboratory notebook of grief.”” — Lydia Davis ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Writing
“It's like all of the thoughts and feelings that i had scribbled down were lost along with the journals that held them. But i… — Kyung-sook Shin Copy Share Image
“Inside a book, she captures all that's lost. She journals so her words won't fly away.” — Stephanie Hemphill Copy Share Image
“These books...," she begins, and stops. I am frightened for her, for myself decades from now, struggling to retain dignity with two strangers as… — Deborah Meyler Copy Share Image
“She was no longer wresting with the grief, but could sit down with it as a lasting companion and make it a sharer in… — George Eliot Copy Share Image
“She'd filled twelve notebooks and still she hadn't stopped. Indeed, the more she wrote, the louder the stories seemed to grow, swirling in her… — Kate Morton Copy Share Image
“And when she died, she was lonely, and scared, and she missed her books. And she pretty much just got up and walked back… — Tim Byrd Copy Share Image
“He was giving her the most important thing he could, the only way he knew how. He was a professor, a lover of stories,… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“Her tiny and organized handwriting reminded me of the tidiness of her desk, as if she'd wanted to find in words the peace and… — Carlos Ruiz Zafóniz Zafón Copy Share Image
“When Fran had died and people had shared their own stories of grieving he’d wanted to hit them, to scream, I don’t care if… — Ann Cleeves Copy Share Image
“There's no such thing as simple mourning for anyone, really, except that as writers our grief becomes woven into the fabric of our work… — Edwidge Danticat Copy Share Image
“Her life was more like a series of tattered Post-it notes with hastily scribbled goals written in dull pencil. Some of them stuck. Lots… — Tracy Brogan Copy Share Image
“We were supposed to be studying literature together. Instead I wanted to take her off the shelf, crack her open, and read the shit… — Kendall Ryan Copy Share Image
Heart weeps. Head tries to help heart. Head tells heart how it is, again: You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday. Heart feels better, then. But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart. Heart is so new to this. I want them back,… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
“But on that particular day I did not even begin to feel interested in this chore, and was suddenly more deeply bored than I have ever been before, and just turned around and went back inside. Which made me wonder why I wanted to do this chore at all, on other days, and also which was real: my slight interest… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
If a translation doesn't have obvious writing problems, it may seem quite all right at first glance. We readers, after all, quickly adapt to… — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
I always interrupt work with other work, either in a small way or big way, so that's normal. — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
I worked more intensively hour after hour when I was starting out [writing]. More laboriously. I'd say quantity is important as well as quality,… — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
I don't feel I have to struggle against allegory. I let the readers do the interpreting. — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
“because she couldn’t write the name of what she was: a wa wam owm owamn womn” — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
“Everything was sharper, clearer, and closer, as though, before, I had been seeing only little bits at a time, not all of it, of all of it but veiled or clouded. What was blocking my view before? Was there a veil between me and the world, or did I have blinkers on that narrowed my vision and kept me looking… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
“He did not know exactly when to thank his hostess after attending a dinner or a weekend party. In his uncertainty, he would thank her over and over again. It was as though he hoped to achieve through the effect of accumulation what one speech alone could not accomplish. Wassilly was puzzled by the fact that these social responses did… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
“There was no confusion of our bodies. I knew which arm was his and which mine, and which leg, and which shoulder. I did not lose track and kiss my own arm, or whatever came near my mouth. THe smallest motion did not immediately lead to another motion. It was not endless, I did not go more and more deeply… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
“So it’s not really $100 a shot because it goes on all day, from the start when you wake up and feel her body next to you, and you don’t miss a thing, not a thing of what’s next to you, her arm, her leg, her shoulder, her face, that good skin, I have felt other good skin, but this… — Lydia Davis Copy Share
“The people of the town, though, remained strangers: I could not realize that I must be seeing some of them over and over again,… — Lydia Davis Copy Share Image
When I passed the Chancellor he arose, waved his hand at me, and I waved back at him. I think the writers showed bad… — Jesse Owens Copy Share Image
I wanted to write about voodoo tradition that I feel has been very important to survival of black people here: people of the African… — Jesmyn Ward Copy Share Image
I feel like the future is unwritten. So many of the things that we write now haven't been about educating people on the environment,… — John Flansburgh Copy Share Image
Histories never conclude; they just pause their prose. Their stories are, if they are truthful, untidy affairs, resistant to windings-up and sortings-out. They beat… — Simon Schama Copy Share Image
Forcing modern speakers of English to not - whoops, not to split an infinitive because it isn't done in Latin makes about as much… — Steven Pinker Copy Share Image
If what I write is literature, I guess you'd better emphasize the 'litter.' — Lydia Lunch Copy Share Image
Young men, especially in America, write to me and ask me to recommend “a course of reading.” Distrust a course of reading! People who… — Andrew Lang Copy Share Image
I would drink gallons of coffee a day. Even now, off caffeine, I talk faster than anyone you've ever met. I finally recognized that… — Nathan Englander Copy Share Image
Gratitude isn't just a feeling, it's an action. Expressing gratitude by writing in a journal, taking a photo, or shooting a video creates a… — Janice Kaplan Copy Share Image
Regardless of the criticisms I receive from the left, the right and the middle, I think it's important to maintain a prolific writing jab,… — Ishmael Reed Copy Share Image
Most of us can read the writing on the wall; we just assume it's addressed to someone else. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
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