Writer quotes
Writers aren't people exactly. Or, if they're any good, they're a whole lot of people trying so hard to be one person.
Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn't matter. I'm not sure a bad person can write a good book. If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for.
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Writing is something you do alone. Its a profession for introverts who want to tell you a story but don't want to make eye contact while doing it
Substitute 'damn' every time you're inclined to write 'very;' your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be.
Medicine is my lawful wife, and literature is my mistress. When I get fed up with one, I spend the night with the other
If you're horrible to me, I'm going to write a song about it, and you won't like it. That's how I operate.
Whenever I'm asked why Southern writers particularly have a penchant for writing about freaks, I say it is because we are still able to recognize one.
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Let others pride themselves about how many pages they have written; I'd rather boast about the ones I've read.
Whether I shall turn out to be the hero of my own life, or whether that station will be held by anybody else, these pages must show.
Write the kind of story you would like to read. People will give you all sorts of advice about writing, but if you are not writing something you like, no one else will like it either.
A person is a fool to become a writer. His only compensation is absolute freedom. He has no master except his own soul, and that, I am sure, is why he does it
So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.
If you want to be a writer, you must do two things above all others: read a lot and write a lot. There's no way around these two things that I'm aware of, no shortcut.
If I write what I feel, it's to reduce the fever of feeling. What I confess is unimportant, because everything is unimportant.
Don't forget - no one else sees the world the way you do, so no one else can tell the stories that you have to tell.
Perhaps some day I'll crawl back home, beaten, defeated. But not as long as I can make stories out of my heartbreak, beauty out of sorrow.
I carry death in my left pocket. Sometimes I take it out and talk to it: "Hello, baby, how are you doing? When are you coming for me? I'll be ready."