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“And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!”
“But the real life of a writer resides in showing up at the keyboard every day, with the necessary patience and mercy, and making the best decisions you can on behalf of your people. Its a slow proc...”
“To look at the work of your peers, and learn how to explain with kindness and precision, the nature of their mistakes is, in fact, how you learn to diagnose your own work.”
“Courage, I realised, was not the absence of fear: it was the absence of selfishness; putting someone else's interest before one's own.”
“You only fail when you give up.”
“The body releases its electricity, merges with another, and together there is something like God in this pleasure. But afterward, in the quiet redolent air, there must also be offerings of truth. A...”
“There's light and joy, but there's also darkness all around and we can be lost in it.”
“I taught you to take the first step: to learn to believe in belief. And one day you will take the second step and find what is it you believe in.”
“I believe in it because it is impossible.”
“The season of evil," I echoed. "Protect your soul.”
“Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.”
“Art arises from loss. I wish this weren't the case. I wish that every time I met a new woman and she rocked my world, I was inspired to write my ass off. But that is not what happens. What happens ...”
“One cannot live on anger, my son.”
“They climbed the wide stairways. Their footsteps echoed and echoed through the house. "What on earth will you be doing with something so large?" said Mum."I shall live in it with my servants, of co...”
“Everybody's got the seam of goodness in them, Kit," said Grandpa. "Just a matter of whether it can be found and brought out into the light.”
“The beauties of the North seemed to be intensified by the loss we had experienced there, and they drew us back to them.”
“All language is an aspiration to music.”
“I asked of the limitless sunshineHow to shine with the dawn's glowing light;No answer came back from the sunshine, But my soul heard a whisper, "Burn bright!”
“Hatred is self-punishment. Do you think they're feeling bad because you hate them?”
“The first lesson of my life: nobody can face the world with his eyes open all the time.”