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He paused, giving her a sweet smile of understanding. "You don't have to start with the crown jewels, you know. You could start with my lips then work your way down.
A writer gets to live yet another life every time she creates a new story.
Writing a story is like going on a date—you will spoil it if you aren't living in the moment.
Tell a story in lesser and simpler words.
Don’t break the rules when you haven’t fully figured them out yet.
I have before suggested that a genuine blackguard is never without a pocket-handkerchief.
Dreams are good at playing with your memory. They love leaving no trace behind and hate to show up once again in the morning.
The good writing ideas don’t have to be about political turmoil, mass killings, capitalism, racism, injustice, etc. Find that one idea that has deep roots in your heart.
Create a world in front of your readers where they can taste, smell, touch, hear, see, and move. Else they are likely going to move on to another book.
A writer can do without food for a few hours, but not without the sight of books.
The heart's the trouble. It knows the monster but remembers the love.
Turn those deep feelings and obsessions of your heart into captivating pieces of literature.
Ideas either age like fine wine or rot like potatoes over time.
If you are a singer, you must sing. If you are a dancer, you must dance. If you are a writer, you must write. Don’t suffocate your heart.
As you become a better writer, the writing becomes more difficult. You toil harder to tell a story in a lesser number of words.
Don’t interrupt when your characters take a flight of their own.
Cliches are the viruses that infect your writing with diseases.
What we often take to be the new is simply the old under some novel form.
If you think there is no time to write now, there would never be.
We leave such a trail of bodies through our teens and twenties that it's hard to tell which one is us. How many versions do we abandon over the years
Let us be vulgar and have some fun, let us invite the President.
But I MUST say what I feel and think in some way — it is such a relief! But the effort is getting to be greater than the relief.
If certain aspect needs to be inconsistent, it must better be consistently inconsistent throughout the story.
Alice is fictional. This isn't.
And just as I'm about to lay on the Yi-Wang-Smooth, I see Lay #1 and Lay #3 show up to our table and take the two empty seats nearby. From: "My Worst Valentine's Day.Ever: a Short Story
Like a driver who has lost control of his vechicle, I was bracing for the impending crash."From: "My Worst Valentine's Day.Ever: a Short Story
I wait, you play. You speak, I cave. I promise, you break. You game me, daily, you play me.
Junk?” Gram gasped. “One man’s junk is another man’s treasure, you know.”“Yeah, well, maybe it’s time to let another man have it, you think?” he teased. ~ "The Mirror
In her hand was a necklace with a small oval pendant, a half of a locket engraved with one of the same symbols from the mirror frame—what Quinn saw as rolling waves. ~ "The Mirror
Be a good reader first, if you wish to become a good writer.
There was something vaguely sad about the rock. It was as old as it looked, standing weathered and lonely amidst the stretch of sand, and its thoughts were quiet as it listened to the waves.
Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourself
Shaw Centre has restaurants on the fourth floor, where the ACS boy can pull chairs out for her. Girls love this because no one else does it for them, especially not those sotong RI boys.
I knew a girl and she felt like art.Sometimes colorful, sometimes dull, Sometimes with bright, hopeful eyes, Sometimes only black and white, But she was always a piece of exquisite art.
She was the curator of her marriage, collector of swift quotes and unremarked-upon sensations.
Don't forget to wind the restricted clock and put the confidential cat out.
She had an emptiness in her eyes like a ghost tired of haunting.
He had had no experience in asking for a job with a big organization, and Mr. Dilling was making him aware of what a fine art it was--if you couldn't run a machine. A duel was under way.
Well why don't you lean over this counter a little more and give me your best kiss, and then I'll tell you if I want you to take me out to dinner.
You are the only thing I've ever needed. The only treasure that matters.- Seamus Tierney
Without pride, man becomes a parasite – and there are already too many parasites.
Shame comes in different doses.
You sit beside the sorcerer, your love, and unzip your ribs. Tucked under your heart is a small oak box, plain and unvarnished. You offer it to the sorcerer. 'I brought this for you.
It’s late and most of the clerks are at home in their beds, dreaming of swimming in pools filled with real money.
Gerard turned away and ignored the cruelty of the meerkats, tore it from his mind. Lucretia needed a heart.
One day, I decided to be an island. I took off my clothes and walked into the sea, then floated there, bobbing along with the tide, suspended by my inflatable tube and water wings.
Don’t mock my suggestions, Ridley – one day in the near future, they might just save your life.” Maxwell D. Kalist.
Seed becomes tree, son becomes stranger.
I remember clearly the afternoon that she stood at the corner beside the door of the tourist centre in Gdansk.
Only men with intelligence, confidence and absolutely no empathy at all can progress upstairs.