Best 44 of Typewriter quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

Avijeet Das

Here I am with my coffee in hand and typing away to Glory My nights are spent talking to the Moon and making love to Poetry!

By Anonym 17 Sep

Robert M Drake

Maybe all that we are is what people expect us to be.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Robert M Drake

Broken hearts, you can run, you can hide and perhaps the earth is big enough to believe you’re safe. So maybe for a moment you have escaped but hear me, hear me well. Love will find you and it will leave nothing behind.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

Suddenly I remembered that laugh, it told a different story, our story.

By Anonym 18 Sep

L V Hall

Tapping While Peeling, Back These Masks Stained With Stars… This Ashtrays My Heart, Colored In Filters Sucked Dry From The High, The Lipsticked & Famous, The Lovers The Haters, The Bent Or Those Who Live In The Cage… With Vision Sealed Tight Denying All Light.. .Left Only With Assumption From A Judge In Sleep State...

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

Every broken piece of me fell on every broken piece of you and when I took the missing parts, like the emptiness of me I saw the emptiness of you and I poured my half upon you to fill you whole. I risked it all just to dream you complete and catch you one day free in the wild.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

How could I live above the water or breathe under it. How could I swim in darkness consumed in an ocean of you? Falling or flying towards you, losing or finding myself in you and beauty was never the word to catch all that you are. For now I know the means of the infinite and it all starts and ends with you.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

Sometimes those we love break us to bind us whole within the transition.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

The greatest adventure is to have no fear for the blaze that lies ahead.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

The chaos in me is the chaos in you. Like the love in you is the love in me. So maybe we’re both a little crazy. Enough to believe we’re found where dreams are born and beneath our faults remain a science, where you and I will run away and leave nothing behind.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Brandon Villasenor

Or, so I thought it could all make sense if I felt it all the way through, no matter which direction or sense of purpose. What started me on this insane path to begin with? Women, death or luck; perhaps all three. I knew that much, this nuke dream filled with silver wet screens. California was on fire, my heart was racing and I thought it was still about to make sense at any moment until I saw a rouge tidal wave of matrix information approaching the beach I stood upon and prayed to every phantom near to save me from myself on this full moon wine and instructions .

By Anonym 18 Sep

Tamara Stamenkovic

Poezija je nekontrolisano ispoljavanje emocija.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Robert M Drake

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

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

That night I didn’t say anything. I just watched you leave and in the end, I just stayed sleeping awake. Somewhere between a sweet dream and a beautiful nightmare, hoping one day you’d return to rid me of the demons you left behind.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Tessa Emily Hall

This typewriter is the only one that has listened to me throughout the years, the only one who wants to know the girl beneath my layers.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Avijeet Das

When I pour out my hurt and sadness into the typewriter do I then begin to realize that I have created poetry!

By Anonym 19 Sep

Mokokoma Mokhonoana

To increase the chances of a writer trying to kill themselves, cut off their hands.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

I arrived, I saw humans and I saw through their faces. Nothing ever changes but the light in their eyes. For I too have buried my demons today, without knowing what might remain beneath the face of tomorrow.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

technology murdered childhood.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert M Drake

To love is to soar in the wild unexpectedly.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Robert M Drake

Maybe one day we’ll find that place, where you and I could be together and we’ll catch our dreams within the waves of change. So hear me, you are not alone.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert M Drake

The seed of our love will always cube within the wonder of infinite.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

She got inside me with her story. I could feel her flowing in me and far, faraway I related in parallel. Her smile was a reflection of my own brokenness. It defined buried feelings that I could never ignore.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Damilola Oluwatoyinbo

No matter how successful you are, you have to keep improving yourself. Otherwise, you will get stuck in what was once considered modern. Today, you can't solve iPad problems with typewriter knowledge and in the years to come, we shall look at the iPad and say how come we were so excited about that.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

She had the power to change the world but she couldn't save the one she loved.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mark Twain

At the beginning of that interval a type-machine was a curiosity. The person who owned one was a curiosity, too. But now it is the other way about: the person who doesn't own one is a curiosity.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

She wasn't broken. She was just bent, over the chance of being ignored by the one she loved.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert M Drake

Use love as the only instrument to question the world around you.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Robert M Drake

Your greatest dreams will always slumber within the vicious depths of fear.

By Anonym 15 Sep

A. K. Kuykendall

Buford, my beloved vintage 1930’s Underwood Universal Champion Portable typewriter. You are both my writing partner and my best friend. This journey you and I have been on has been fun. Although in 2016 you gave me carpal tunnel. In both hands. Didn’t think I knew it was you, did you? You sneaky sombitch.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert M Drake

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 time to love. You always reminded me of home and I could never fathom the reasoning behind your smile. Perhaps one day, if we believe enough, we’ll find our way.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

I kept loving and loving and loving. Every waking hour, I marveled on how these moments would make made me feel. I wanted to love the world and be the change it so deliciously craved.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

Ill love you with every little bit of everything that has ever consumed me and I will forever love you and forever find you in every life time and so on. Until the stars die out and the universe leaps but even then, my love will remain.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Robert M Drake

Excuse me, I feel interrupted and I think I've overdose from the idea of loving you.

By Anonym 20 Sep

A. K. Kuykendall

Why do I write using a vintage 1938 Underwood Universal/Champion Portable? It's simple: I like the SOUND of my words.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Mark Twain

It had as many immoralities as the machine of today has virtues. After a year or two I found that it was degrading my character, so I thought I would give it to Howells.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Anthony Liccione

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

By Anonym 18 Sep

Rebecca Mcnutt

So many people spend years (and money) studying to be doctors, lawyers, actors, dancers, business executives and scientists - when you're an author, you can be any of these things, and you don't need a degree or certificate; all you need is an imagination, a dream and an open mind.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Robert M Drake

Magic is when you live your life the way you didn’t picture it and leave nothing behind.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Robert M Drake

We’re only instruments of love, flowing through heaps of pain hoping one day we’d hatch a passion of our own.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

She had more of me then I had of myself. We were both wild birds chasing the stars. We’d lose our way and find new places, close our eyes and fall back towards a constellation of dreams. We wrapped ourselves in a blanket of passion and each night we fell deeper without control, into this strange space called love.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Robert M Drake

The fear of loving a dog, is knowing one day they’ll be gone and you could never find eyes that express all that you feel.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Robert M Drake

Maybe what this is. What we have, is something that will save us from ourselves.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Jack Kerouac

This is a thing which astonishes me no end, but affects you not.