#him

My father thought sport was something fun - he didn't know it was a way to make money. Then I won a Mercedes at the world championships and I gave it to him. From the moment it arrived my father said: 'Good, you can support not just yourself but me too'. ↗

— Haile Gebrselassie

#championships #father #fun #gave #good

I began to ask two questions while I was reading a book that excited me: not only what was going to happen next, but how is this done? How is it that these words on the page make me feel the way I'm feeling? This is the line of inquiry that I think happens in a child's mind, without him even knowing he has aspirations as a writer. ↗

— E. L. Doctorow

#aspirations #began #book #child #done

My theory about why Hemingway killed himself is that he heard his own voice; that he reached the point where he couldn't write without feeling he was repeating himself. That's the worst thing that can happen to a writer. ↗

— E. L. Doctorow

#feeling #happen #heard #hemingway #himself

He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God. ↗

— John Donne

#creature #eyes #god #himself #his

And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it. ↗

— John Donne

#direct #doubt #earth #element #fire

I'd love to star in a television series of my own. I love the idea of living with a character for a number of years, watching him grow. ↗

— Michael Dorn

#grow #him #i #i love #idea

If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all his thinking, damages his personality, makes him landlord to a ghost. ↗

— Lloyd C. Douglas

#damages #fear #ghost #harbors #him

I've always thought that the stereotype of the dirty old man is really the creation of a dirty young man who wants the field to himself. ↗

— Hugh Downs

#creation #dirty #field #himself #i

A writer never reads his work. For him, it is the unreadable, a secret, and he cannot remain face to face with it. A secret, because he is separated from it. ↗

— Maurice Blanchot

#cannot #face #him #his #never

I was modeling with an agency in New York and a manager with the agency introduced himself to me one day and he said he had auditions for someone my age. He asked if I would be interested in doing some. ↗

— Alexis Bledel

#agency #asked #auditions #day #doing