#tin

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#writing #life

I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#destiny #fate #life #life

You must write, and read, as if your life depended on it. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#reading #life

She put her hand in his, and he clasped it firmly, knowing he had been waiting for her all his life. ↗

— Barbara Taylor Bradford

#love #life

Fiction that adds up, that suggests a "logical consistency," or an explanation of some kind, is surely second-rate fiction; for the truth of life is its mystery. ↗

— Joyce Carol Oates

#on-fiction #writing #life

It's hard for me to believe that people who read very little (or not at all in some cases) should presume to write and expect people to like what they have written. ↗

— Stephen King

#life

You should get out of here. Have a good life. ↗

— Bree Despain

#letting-go #life #the-dark-divine #life

Dear Sir, poor sir, brave sir." he read, "You are an experiment by the Creator of the Universe. You are the only creature in the entire Universe who has free will. You are the only one who has to figure out what to do next - and why. Everybody else is a robot, a machine. Some persons seem to like you, and others seem to hate you, and you must wonder why. They are simply liking machines and hating machines. You are pooped and demoralized, " read Dwayne. "Why wouldn't you be? Of course it is exhausting, having to reason all the time in a universe which wasn't meant to be reasonable. ↗

— Kurt Vonnegut

#free-will #life #experience

Grief ... gives life a permanently provisional feeling. It doesn't seem worth starting anything. I can't settle down. I yawn, I fidget, I smoke too much. Up till this I always had too little time. Now there is nothing but time. Almost pure time, empty successiveness. ↗

— C.S. Lewis

#grief #senselessness #time #life

He could not construct for the child's pleasure the world he'd lost without constructing the loss as well and he thought perhaps the child had known this better than he. ↗

— Cormac McCarthy

#loss #parenting #life