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  • #1
    John Milton
    “The mind is a universe and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.”
    John Milton

  • #2
    Hanns Heinz Ewers
    “And in the livid night there creeps a basilisk, spawned by the moon after its strange fashion. The moon – eternally barren - is its father, but its mother is the sand, barren likewise: this is the mystery of the desert. Many say that it is an animal, but this is not so, it is a thought, growing there where there is no earth and no seed: a thought which sprang from that which is eternally barren, and now assumes strange forms which life does not know. This is the reason that no one can describe this being, because it is like nothingness, indescribable.”
    Hanns Heinz Ewers, Alraune

  • #3
    Douglas Adams
    “I love deadlines. I love the whooshing noise they make as they go by.”
    Douglas Adams, The Salmon of Doubt: Hitchhiking the Galaxy One Last Time

  • #4
    Ernest Hemingway
    “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #5
    Stephen  King
    “If you don't have time to read, you don't have the time (or the tools) to write. Simple as that.”
    Stephen King

  • #6
    Mark Twain
    “Substitute 'damn' every time you're inclined to write 'very;' your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.”
    Mark Twain

  • #7
    Mark Twain
    “The difference between the almost right word and the right word is really a large matter. ’tis the difference between the lightning bug and the lightning.”
    Mark Twain, The Wit and Wisdom of Mark Twain: A Book of Quotations

  • #8
    Saul Bellow
    “You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
    Saul Bellow

  • #9
    Sylvia Plath
    “And by the way, everything in life is writable about if you have the outgoing guts to do it, and the imagination to improvise. The worst enemy to creativity is self-doubt.”
    Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

  • #10
    Oscar Wilde
    “Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #11
    Robert Frost
    “No tears in the writer, no tears in the reader. No surprise in the writer, no surprise in the reader.”
    Robert Frost

  • #12
    Ray Bradbury
    “You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
    Ray Bradbury, Zen in the Art of Writing: Releasing the Creative Genius Within You

  • #13
    William Faulkner
    “Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it.
    Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.”
    William Faulkner

  • #14
    Stephen  King
    “The most important things are the hardest to say. They are the things you get ashamed of, because words diminish them -- words shrink things that seemed limitless when they were in your head to no more than living size when they're brought out. But it's more than that, isn't it? The most important things lie too close to wherever your secret heart is buried, like landmarks to a treasure your enemies would love to steal away. And you may make revelations that cost you dearly only to have people look at you in a funny way, not understanding what you've said at all, or why you thought it was so important that you almost cried while you were saying it. That's the worst, I think. When the secret stays locked within not for want of a teller but for want of an understanding ear.”
    Stephen King

  • #15
    Anton Chekhov
    “Don't tell me the moon is shining; show me the glint of light on broken glass.”
    Anton Chekhov

  • #16
    Henry David Thoreau
    “How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live.”
    Henry David Thoreau

  • #17
    Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
    “We have to continually be jumping off cliffs and developing our wings on the way down.”
    Kurt Vonnegut, If This Isn't Nice, What Is?: Advice for the Young

  • #18
    Charles Dickens
    “There are books of which the backs and covers are by far the best parts.”
    Charles Dickens, Oliver Twist

  • #19
    Stephen  King
    “The road to hell is paved with adverbs.”
    Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft

  • #20
    Ernest Hemingway
    “The most essential gift for a good writer is a built-in, shockproof, shit detector.”
    Hemingway, Ernest

  • #21
    Stephen  King
    “The 3 types of terror: The Gross-out: the sight of a severed head tumbling down a flight of stairs, it's when the lights go out and something green and slimy splatters against your arm. The Horror: the unnatural, spiders the size of bears, the dead waking up and walking around, it's when the lights go out and something with claws grabs you by the arm. And the last and worse one: Terror, when you come home and notice everything you own had been taken away and replaced by an exact substitute. It's when the lights go out and you feel something behind you, you hear it, you feel its breath against your ear, but when you turn around, there's nothing there...”
    Stephen King

  • #22
    Oscar Wilde
    “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
    Oscar Wilde

  • #23
    Frank Zappa
    “So many books, so little time.”
    Frank Zappa

  • #24
    Marcus Tullius Cicero
    “A room without books is like a body without a soul.”
    Marcus Tullius Cicero

  • #25
    Mae West
    “You only live once, but if you do it right, once is enough.”
    Mae West

  • #26
    Mahatma Gandhi
    “Be the change that you wish to see in the world.”
    Mahatma Gandhi

  • #27
    Paul Verlaine
    “I like the word ‘decadent,’ all shimmering with purple and gold … it throws out the brilliance of flames and the gleam of precious stones. It is made up of carnal spirit and unhappy flesh and of all the violent splendors of the Lower Empire; it conjures up the paint of the courtesans, the sports of the circus, the breath of the tamers of animals, the bounding of wild beasts, the collapse among the flames of races exhausted by the power of feeling, to the invading sound of enemy trumpets. The decadence is Sardanapalus lighting the fire in the midst of his women, it is Seneca declaiming poetry as he opens his veins, it is Petronius masking his agony with flowers.”
    Paul Verlaine



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