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If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then read more
If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write, because our culture has no use for it.
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a read more
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a lie when you see with, not through, the eye.
Rice Krispies happens to be one of my favorite junk foods, just as I regard Michener as superior among junk read more
Rice Krispies happens to be one of my favorite junk foods, just as I regard Michener as superior among junk writers.
The fact that writers will go through so much to remain writers says something, perhaps everything. It would be far read more
The fact that writers will go through so much to remain writers says something, perhaps everything. It would be far easier (and nearly always more profitable) to become a real estate agent.
Writing is like walking in a deserted street. Out of the dust in the street you make a mud pie.
Writing is like walking in a deserted street. Out of the dust in the street you make a mud pie.
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do read more
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk?
If you just learn a single trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You read more
If you just learn a single trick, Scout, you'll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks. You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view . . . until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.
I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
I'll publish, right or wrong: / Fools are my theme, let satire be my song.
All autobiography is self-indulgent.
All autobiography is self-indulgent.