“Writing has laws of perspective, of light and shade just as painting does, or music. If you are born knowing them, fine. If not, learn them. Then rearrange the rules to suit yourself. “
Truman Capote
“To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it’s about, but the inner music that words make. “
Truman Capote
“All I can do is be me, whoever that is. “
Bob Dylan
“All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie. “
Bob Dylan
“I think a poet is anybody who wouldn’t call himself a poet. “
Bob Dylan
“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!”
Jack Kerouac
“It’s funny. All you have to do is say something nobody understands and they’ll do practically anything you want them to.”
J.D. Salinger
“All my life my heart sought a thing I cannot name.-” Remembered line from a long forgotten poem.
He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man.” Hunter S. Thompsom
“For every moment of triumph, for every instance of beauty, many souls must be trampled.”
Hunter S. Thompson
“[A]cknowledging the existence of a personal God, one who exists outside time and who loves us dearly and who suffers with those who are plunged into torment, it is established beyond all doubt that man for reasons unknown, has left his labours, abandoned, unfinished.”
Lucky in Waiting for Godot
“Knowledge is true opinion”
Plato
“Let’s just say I was testing the bounds of reality. I was curious to see what would happen. That’s all it was: curiosity.” Jim Morrison
“Don’t look forward to the day you stop suffering, because when it comes you’ll know you’re dead. “
Tennessee Williams
“If the writing is honest it cannot be separated from the man who wrote it.”
Tennesse Williams
“I have always depended on the kindness of strangers. “
Tennessee Williams
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Red leaves swirl around through the sky, / Taken by the wind a bag does fly.
I remember when we said hi for the first time, / I remember when we said bye for the last time – / But we didn’t know.
My eyes are watering, / Because you’re leaving. / My mind is aching, / Because you didn’t say goodbye.
The beggars whistlin, / His tambourine a’clangin, / His wisdom song ain’t long, / But no one’s listenin.
This life just moves on, / Our children’s children’s children they will come, / They’ll live the lives of those before them, / This life just goes on and on and on and on and on and …
I feel pretty sad / But that don’t make me mad; / I feel pretty low / That don’t mean I wanna go home.