Ink Quotes

Ink Quote of the day

The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice.

...I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion - can you understand that?...

I was well-read but perhaps that only made me stupid.

Best friend is like a pen and we're the paper. We'll not complete without their ink

Oil may run out, liquidity may dry up, but as long as ink flows freely, the next chapter of Life will continue to be written.

I prefer the pen. There is something elemental about the glide and flow of nib and ink on paper.

Is the undertaker joyous when his turn comes around? All those years holding the door open. To pass through - does it feel like a privileged?

He perched the bat on his shoulder, giving a nod that he understood I needed his help. With one loud yell and a couple swings of the bat, he cleared me another path.

People change and mature.

Let thy words be few. I agree, but only if my ink can relentlessly run.

whispers are often thunderous

Maybe that's what I needed. Another tattoo. Some pain on the outside to ease the pain on the inside.

If life’s pen passion is ink!

Perhaps it's impolite to die so flippantly, after all she's done for me.

Sometimes you have to go a little crazy before you can find sanity. I think I'm close.

Tattoos are a permanent commitment of passion

Stars ink your fingerswith a lexicon of flameblazing rare knowledge.

You are my king. You could command me to stop seeing her."Niall turned his gaze to Irial. "What would yo

Lack of courage is what makes big dreams to sit in the ink of the paper instead of them running in the shoes of actions. Without courage, you remain a dreamer!

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

Inking is meditation in liquid form...

Memory is more indelible than ink.

With different changes but the same plot, sometimes our story has already unfolded. It's just trapped in the pages of ink and paper. God is waiting in His Word.

The sky never falls with the rain. It is never weighed down by all that it carries. It takes all of its anchorsand turns them into stars. Learn from this.

The ink in your pen never reshapes your thoughts, you must replace the ink before the ink can be inked properly.

Love is wind for the soul

My heart's scripture tastes foreign in the mouths of cowards and on the tongues of those who have never breathed inthe moon and breathed out the world.

To recklessly excuse a failure is to believe that I’ve effectively erased it from the story of my life, when I’ve actually imprinted it in indelible ink.

If a pen can communicate our thoughts, dreams, and emotions and be the voice of our soul, then ink is the medium that carries the message.

I guess it's better to have a chalk smile, than an ink smile. Where chalk changes with the direction of wind, ink stays as a deep stain. Like rain, sun and hail against a fake plant.

Had I just made a date with a tatted up bat wielding miscreant?

Ink, a Drug.

Pina colada kisses and cocaine nipsnever lie, swear to me that this feeling is real.

Our stable and eternal verities are being challenged. There's a kind of postmodern breakdown in journalism. The breadth of information sources and the speed of transmission are growing

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

The ink line drawing flowed the cursive journey, created on paper canvas that brought the story to life.

Joy, you are my everything. You are everything that matters to me. Tell me that you understand. Tell me that you feel this, too.

You should be more carefulwhen you move, my dearwhat with you...spilling moonlightinto my poem, with a mereflick of your hand.

Know that blank pages feel the urge of the ink as much as tears paint a different pain, changes

The pen is mightier than the sword as long as it doesn't run out of ink.

I am feeling more. I feel everything more. I cannot express it. I can hardly keep track of it all. It is you! All you! Everything!

A letter to the beloved is like the ink kissing the paper. (Une lettre à l'aimée, c'est - L'encre embrassant le papier)

Never let me lose you, Ink. Never let me screw this up. And never think for one moment that I don't love you, need you or want you with me.

The ink in the pen that writes success stories is "FOCUS"...

People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.

Action is the ink that writes what you think on the pages of life!

The word love has always tasted like the scent of fresh ink and soft paper to me. Like a newly written poem.

Honesty is easier when you have no face and no real name. And honesty, for me, is very easy on paper.

Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sandBrahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand....

You hear about ghosts: sad ghosts, angry ghosts.I'll tell you, the worst is when they laugh, and the worst sort are the ones whose faces I've forgotten.