Alphabet Quote by Sue Monk Kidd

I had no more alphabet than the journeying of the swallows, the pure and tiny water of the small, fiery bird that dances rising…

— Pablo Neruda

I ate them like salad, books were my sandwich for lunch, my tiffin and dinner and midnight munch. I tore out the pages, ate…

— Ray Bradbury

“So I'd grown up eating my words, and it wasn't until later that that I realized how many had gotten backed up inside me.…

— Lisa Ko

Growing up, I had to cobble together a scarecrow of things I loved from various different writers.

— Jenny Zhang

“It was enough to make you think fondly of those early days, of that “springtime” of the revolution when your teeth would be chattering…

— Teffi

We'd been watching something full of rich people, rich food, beautiful clothes and we had chips on our shoulders, I suppose. And we thought,…

— Jean Marsh

writing had to take the form of journalism. Not for me the Shangri-la of fiction. The rewards, if any, would have been too little…

— Jill Tweedie

“The days shuffled by like bland schoolgirls. I didn’t notice their individual faces, only their basic uniform: day and night, day and night. I…

— Marisha Pessl

“I was worrying about the milk, about my children falling in love, about the creatures who crawled through the dark towards us, their ancestors,…

— Penelope Mortimer

“I began to watch places with an interest so exact it might have been memory. There was that street corner, with the small newsagent…

— Eavan Boland

“I imagined the sound of whips on black backs and the roar of the overseer over the cry of mothers being separated from their…

— Linda Leigh Hargrove

“And I realize now that the two main themes of my novels were stated by my siblings: 'Here I am, cleaning shit off of…

— Kurt Vonnegut