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One of the most glorious messes in the world is the mess created in the living room on Christmas day. Don't clean it up too quickly." ~ (1919-), American writer, producer, humorist. ↗

— Andy Rooney

#writer

The thing all writers do best is find ways to avoid writing. ↗

— Alan Dean Foster

#writing #writer

Jika ingin menjadi seorang penulis pertama sekali kena membaca, kedua kena membaca, ketiga, membaca, keempat membaca dan kelima baru menulis. ↗

— A. Samad Said

#writer-quotes #writer

Thus I rediscovered what writers have always known (and have told us again and again): books always speak of other books, and every story tells a story that has already been told. ↗

— Umberto Eco

#story-telling #storytelling #writer

A word is not the same with one writer as it is with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket. ↗

— Charles Péguy

#writing #writer

As a child I was an inveterate liar. As opposed to now, I am a Novelist. ↗

— John Green

#writer #writer

Beware of the man who denounces woman writers; his penis is tiny and he cannot spell. ↗

— Erica Jong

#literary-criticism #sexism #writer

Every few weeks she would shut herself up in her room, put on her scribbling suit, and fall into a vortex, as she expressed it, writing away at her novel with all her heart and soul, for till that was finished she could find no peace. ↗

— Louisa May Alcott

#novel

Knock the bullshit off. Love her like crazy, endlessly, stripped of reserve and preservation. Be out of our fucking minds with love, lust and longing. Belonging. Knock on the door of uncertainty and bounce in anticipation of not knowing what resides behind it. Love whatever comes our way because it’s part of us. Love every ugly word and beautiful sigh. ↗

— Pella Grace

#romance #beauty

The wise hero must realise how terrible it will be, when all the wealth of this world lies waste, as now in various places throughout this middle-earth walls stand, blown by the wind covered with frost, the buildings storm-swept. The halls decay, their lords lie deprived of joy, the whole hearth-troop has fallen, proud by the wall. from THE WANDERER, lines 73-80 ↗

— Anonymous

#beautiful-writing #destruction #futility #haunting #middle-earth