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Sometimes the most significant moments happen in your life without any choice at all.

Stories hang from the trees, hive under the coffee table, gather like glass on the corners of the road. To pick them up one needs simply to focus one’s eye and keep a steady hand. Writing focuses the eye; writing develops the steadiness of one’s hand.

That is my mother's lyre,' I almost said. The words were in my mouth, and behind them others crowded close. 'That is my lyre.

The beginning of every writing session is like setting down a road unknown.

The islands looked all the same to me--high cliffs bleached white, pebbled beaches that scratched the underside of our ships with their chalky fingernails.

The journey to my writing success is trying yet I will arrive, for I believe in the author of my inspiration.

The meaning of your work can’t be summed up by an engagement button on social media.

The moment I realize I just stayed up until five in the morning writing is that moment I know I am meant to be a writer.

The Page awaits the Inspiration even as Inspiration roams the world of man, seeking a Page upon which to unfurl itself, body and soul, bare yet clothed in immortality if not immediacy. And the gods said, “Let there be a Page, and many a Page,” and there was a Book. And we saw that the Book was good.

The power of a writer is that he is a god of sorts. He can create his own worlds and populate them with his own people, all by the powers of his imagination. It's the closest a man can come close to the gods. No wonder the most successful writers are considered immortals

There are some things I would like to say through my writing. It is there in those things where my writing is born, and then breathes on it's own.

The best ending ever, for a science fiction book - or any novel, now that I think about it - was in Rendezvous With Rama. You know that you're at the end of the book and yet, there is no resolution. Then he hits you with those last six words. Better yet, the power is in the very last word. Wow!

The books we read in childhood don't exist anymore; they sailed off with the wind, leaving bare skeletons behind. Whoever still has in him the memory and marrow of childhood should rewrite these books as he experienced them.

The grace of writing is upon me. I love writing. I write daily.

There are thorny, unfinished chapters being written in our lives all the time. Writing can help us find our way through these challenges.

There are two kinds of people in the world: the kind that actually believes there's only two kinds of people, and the kind that ain't total idiots.

The satisfaction I feel from finishing another story is tantamount to, say, crossing the finish line for the career marathoner.

...the sea was hidden by the house's curve, but we could both hear it, the distant hiss of waves against sand.

The Throes of Poetry - Hymns formed from groans of acquaintance, its rhythm weaving between tranquility, compassions, and peril - like bare feet stomping on broken glass - bleeds, recoils, then steps again.

They go to Paris to learn how to make bombs and they come back having learned only how to write poetry, which they think is more explosive.

Through the act of writing, a writer learns more about himself than he could ever imagine.

Trawling through a dusty attic of my addled memory I found that I’d been rather in a lot of daft and amusing situations, so I set about writing them down. The only problem being that I was a lot better at telling stories than writing them, probably because telling them involves a lot less typing and a lot more shouting.

True authors don't write for fame or to make a name or money, they write to make impact

Try as we might, we write what we write

We all obsess over our novel’s first lines, and rightly so because from it the rest of the story must flow naturally and without pause.

The world badly needs a “Great Arranger” putting everything in perfect order, where none shall be seen in wretched hunger, without a health care and decent shelter. Why we can order our homes, not our world? Where are all the leaders and the rich lords? Where the bright ones, the holy ones adored? Is it only God who can fix the world?

We are inspired by divine power to write.

Weekends were made for writing.

When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am, who we are, what we're capable of, how we feel, how we lose and stand up, and go on from darkness into darkness. I'm trying for that. But I'm also trying for the language. I'm trying to see how it can really sound. I really love language. I love it for wate it does for us, how it allows us to explain the pain and the glory, the nuances and delicacies of our existence. And then it allows us to laugh, allows us to show wit. Real wit is shown in language. We need language.

Time spent doing whatever it is you do to escape your daily life would be better spent acquiring a life that needs no escape.

We write, not because we claim to know more than others, but perhaps because we want to know more than others. Writers are explorers

When in doubt, go the scandalous route.

When is now.

What doesn't kill me provides writing material.

When I told my teachers I wanted to be a writer, alot of them encouraged me to lower my expectations and to be more realistic. So I rode away on my magical, winged horse, spraying faerie dust behind me, and laughing manically as I went.

When I was writing, it was necessary for me to read after I had written. If you kept thinking about it, you would lose the thing you were writing before you could go on with it the next day. It was necessary to get exercise, to be tired in the body, and it was very good to make love with whom you loved. That was better than anything. But afterwards, when you were empty, it was necessary to read in order not to think or worry about your work until you could do it again. I had learned already never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.

When we sit down to write, we psychically enter a sanctuary. This safe haven is our own personal space where we can say whatever is on our mind, where we can talk about what matters most to us, where we can imagine the kind of world that we would like to live.

Words are the writer's sorcery, our dark arts and our sleight of hand. They're our enchantment and our temptation

Words make it possible for our thoughts to travel through time and survive us.

Write and your experiences with others. Never underestimate your writings. It can bring hope and inspiration to many people.

Writers by nature are subversive, observant, and discerning, and their voice contains that.

Writers don't forget the past; they turn it into raw material.

When I look back on my personal story through my journals, it struck me my words had an unmatched power to heal me. To change me.

When Stephen King elaborated on his inspirations for his novel "Carrie" he draws from a time when he was a young man, and describes his impression when he came upon a statue of Christ on the cross, hanging there in misery, and he thought "If THAT guy ever came back, he probably wouldn't be in a saving mood."

Why do you never find anything written about that idiosyncratic thought you advert to, about your fascination with something no one else understands? Because it is up to you. There is something you find interesting, for a reason hard to explain because you have never read it on any page; there you begin. You were made and set here to give voice to this, your own astonishment.

Why I write is to create dreams.

Words disappear in the air, but writing remains. If you want something to be remembered about you, write it down

Writer’s block is like a full moon behind the rain clouds.

Write, write.

Writing heals my heart like no pill ever could.