#writer

Reading and writing, like everything else, improve with practice. And, of course, if there are no young readers and writers, there will shortly be no older ones. Literacy will be dead, and democracy - which many believe goes hand in hand with it - will be dead as well. ↗

— Margaret Atwood

#course #dead #democracy #else #everything

Some writers confuse authenticity, which they ought always to aim at, with originality, which they should never bother about. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#aim #always #authenticity #bother #confuse

Fame often makes a writer vain, but seldom makes him proud. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#him #makes #often #proud #seldom

In relation to a writer, most readers believe in the Double Standard: they may be unfaithful to him as often as they like, but he must never, never be unfaithful to them. ↗

— W. H. Auden

#double #him #like #may #most

It was a romantic tale saying we were more than our bodies our soul lives on after death. We shed the outer body but the important bits the soul and heart lives on for eternity ↗

— Annette J. Dunlea

#annette-j-dunlea #irish-writer #death

I wanted to use what I was, to be what I was born to be - not to have a 'career', but to be that straightforward obvious unmistakable animal, a writer. ↗

— Cynthia Ozick

#born #born to be #career #i #i was born

For almost anyone who chooses to be a writer, since so very few writers are able to learn a living from their work that is equivalent to the living earned by the average dentist or accountant. ↗

— Russell Banks

#accountant #almost #anyone #average #chooses

Any writer, I suppose, feels that the world into which he was born is nothing less than a conspiracy against the cultivation of his talent. ↗

— James A. Baldwin

#any #born #conspiracy #cultivation #feels

I want to be an honest man and a good writer. ↗

— James A. Baldwin

#good writer #honest #honest man #i #man

Once outside the magic circle the writers became their lonely selves, pondering on poems, observing their fellow men ruthlessly, putting people they knew into novels; no wonder they were without friends. ↗

— Barbara Pym

#men