I always feel that if you put me in a room with a director and a writer and let me talk about the script, I can give a good account of myself.

A pen that has clocked up a million words, a lifetime’s memories, is worth more than the centrepiece in a jeweller’s window.

But it’s for every writer to decide his own pace, and the pace varies with the writer and the work.

I did several interesting jobs, working in restaurants, I worked at a lab rat farm, feeding and watering all these rats. Then I got a full-time job as a technical writer for a large scientific...

To Me, The Best Part Of Success, Is The Journey!

My pen beats faster as I write with my heart

We see and tell about the myriad truths of how the universe is and might be. That’s what we writers DO.

I know I am a writer; it is the only thing I am sure of.

The term – ‘Fairy-Tales’ is so ironical in itself, when I sometimes sit to write love stories with a happy ending, it usually drags me into a dilemma whether, I should even begin with a...

It is related that Sakyamuni [the historical Buddha] once dismissed as of small consequence a feat of levitation on the part of a disciple, and cried out in pity for a yogin by the river...

There is always, always, always something to write about.

The more I learned the less I felt I knew you and I got lost counting stars, I fell dreaming. Sometimes I’d wander away. Maybe I wasn’t ready or maybe it was just a hard...

I need you because I know I deserve you but let me fall in love with you one last time before I let go. So I can remember the beautiful imperfection that rattled my bones.

Sometimes ideas flow from my mind in a raging river of stringed sentences; I can scarcely scribble on the page fast enough to keep up with the mental current. Sometimes, however, beavers move in and...

Only the mediocre artist is always at his best.

The idea of writer’s block or not having inspiration is totally terrifying to me.

For grief has always been so dear to you that you would make me writhing in pain in the brothel of your imaginations than to be playing with a bunch of balloons in the yard...

I’m the kind of writer that people think other people are reading.

The space where I write is in my head, I suppose.

I would want to travel the world and write about it. To be a famous writer.

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

Writing is hard work, and if anything’s true about the process, it’s that fact that a good story is hard to find and even trickier to get on paper. What’s less romantic than staring alone...

Quello che dovremmo capire è che noi siamo tutta la storia, non solo quel personaggio.

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

If somebody gave you several thousand dollars and nothin’ to do but write, would you be a writer then? Would you tell your stories, your family’s stories, then?

We knew she [Sylvia] was unusual, because of the seriousness with which she was treated, the lofty importance of her job as guest managing editor, and because she was kept fast at her desk when...

I think it’s really the job of the composer, the artist, the painter, the writer to present people with options. I’m just really reflecting the thoughts and actions around me.

Every writer dreams of a perfect language. Every writer dreams of a language that obeys, that comes to heel. For some this language is spare and pure, pared down to reveal essential truths without ornament...

Menjadi penulis itu harus serakah; serakah dalam membaca!

Life is so beautiful and so short that anything that makes me feel less than too much is nothing at all.

All thoughts, secret or spoken, belong in a coffee table book written in Braille, so you can really feel the emotions.

The thing is, work has simply swamped my whole existence. Slowly but surely it’s robbed me of my mother, my wife, and everything that meant anything to me. It’s like a germ planted in the...

Miranda Writes: Anything you say or do may be used within a story of a writer.

A book called Life of Silence would get everyone talking. I should write it, using invisible ink. Or to really make it see-through, I should hire a ghostwriter.

All great writers share one thing in common:They finished their books.

Writing nonfiction means I tell people’s stories for them, not because they’re special but because we all are.

Considering I’m a writer, you leave me strangely bereft of words.

you will have a ready script – and asked by it to act directly.writer is the moment,the time.

The life of a writer is directed by a mad impulsive muse, that can tell them to cancel all their storyline: a creative divergent devil.

Are you sorry? Do you wish you could do it all again and go off and write novels instead of being a teacher?No. You can’t trade what is for what might have been.

Because his art is sucha difficult one, the writer is not likely to advance in the worldas visibly as do his neighbors: while his best friends from highschool or college are becoming junior partners in...

mind-boggling” moments, when I would doubt myself and what I was writing. It has been said that we, ourselves, are our own worst critics.All the hard work had payed off though, and I created a...

Death is the easy part, the hard part is living and knowing you could be so much more then you’re willing to be.

With all honesty, somewhere between the hello and the dreams I saw you in I fell in love.

Pathos and poignancy are, to me, tactics and techniques; in my work as a writer, I fetch them from my toolbox and use them as required.

Passionate attraction to someone of the opposite sex will make a hero or a fool of a novelist each time.

Don’t be a writer; it’s a terrible way to live your life. There’s nothing to be gained from it but poverty and obscurity and solitude. So if you have a taste for all those things,...

The job of the writer is to make revolution irresistible.

Well, I outline fanatically. I am a long thinker and a slow writer, though I am trying to get faster.

As a reader you recognise that feeling when you’re lost in a book? You know the one – when whatever’s going on around you seems less real than what you’re reading and all you want...