Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.

—  Maya Angelou, I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings (via left-nut)

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And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.

—  Sylvia Plath (via -circa)

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It happens that I want you, and so I just haven’t room for any other desires.

—  F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via bebemoon)

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I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
with closed eyes
to dash against the darkness

—  E. E. Cummings (via forneverrmore)

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Never look at a reference book while doing a first draft. You want to write a story? Fine. Put away your dictionary, your encyclopedias, your World Almanac, and your thesaurus. Better yet, throw your thesaurus into the wastebasket. The only things creepier than a thesaurus are those little paperbacks college students too lazy to read the assigned novels buy around exam time. Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule. You think you might have misspelled a word? O.K., so here is your choice: either look it up in the dictionary, thereby making sure you have it right - and breaking your train of thought and the writer’s trance in the bargain - or just spell it phonetically and correct it later. Why not? Did you think it was going to go somewhere? And if you need to know the largest city in Brazil and you find you don’t have it in your head, why not write in Miami, or Cleveland? You can check it … but later. When you sit down to write, write. Don’t do anything else except go to the bathroom, and only do that if it absolutely cannot be put off.


Stephen King  (via alexisawkward)

That’s great and true advice!  

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Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, dreams, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent.

—  Jim Jarmusch (via larmoyante)


Books are for people who wish they were somewhere else.

—  Mark Twain (via chelsaya)

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I really don’t know what ‘I love you’ means. I think it means ‘Don’t leave me here alone.’

—  Neil Gaiman (via skinnying)

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