#rite

Seth: "I write of love in my novels, write of it well, if my critics and fans are to be believed, but in all of my years at that typewriter, I never found the combination of words that would convey how I felt about you. You were my everything. ↗

— Lissa Bryan

#haunted #hostwriter #paranormal-romance #romance-novels #love

The gospel is not outward rituals and sacrifices, it is a living sacrifice. It is to have the laws of God written in our heart. It is to have a soft, listening, responding heart to God. ↗

— Leslie Ludy

#leslie-ludy #when-god-writes-your-love-story #love

It is necessary to write, if the days are not to slip emptily by. How else, indeed, to clap the net over the butterfly of the moment? For the moment passes, it is forgotten; the mood is gone; life itself is gone. That is where the writer scores over his fellows: he catches the changes of his mind on the hop. ↗

— Vita Sackville-West

#writing #change

You need to establish a degree of privacy and solitude in order to write ↗

— Pamela Glass Kelly

#solitude #write #inspirational

...If I ever got sloppy and maudlin, it would be for the streets of my childhood—but no self- respecting writer should ever eulogize a slum... ↗

— John Geddes

#eulogy #maudlin #muse #slum #streets

That's really what was wonderful for me growing up, since I got to know so many of the songwriters who liked me and thought I had talent. They would then tell me how to read a lyric and sing a song, and challenge me to try and find a different end to a song. ↗

— Margaret Whiting

#different #end #find #got #growing

Before there were books, we read each other. ↗

— Lisa Cron

#women-writers #women-writers-on-writing #writing #science

All I really want to do today is go to the book store, drink coffee and read. ↗

— Ann Marie Frohoff

#teen-fiction #teenagers #writer #writer-quotes #writers

When you're dead, they really fix you up. I hope to hell when I do die somebody has sense enough to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetery. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you're dead? Nobody. ↗

— J.D. Salinger

#death #funeral-rites #holden #hope

We make a home for ourselves, every time we work on something: actors, writers, singers, building these little nests in our gypsy souls, in place of the ones we so seldom seem to make in our own lives. And then suddenly it's over, and we have to start again. ↗

— Alan Brennert

#imagination #writers #writing #home