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  • #1
    Patrick Rothfuss
    “Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts.”
    Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind

  • #2
    Tom Waits
    “I’ve always been a word guy, I like weird words and I like American slang and all that and words that are no longer being used… I like to drag them out of the box and wave them around… this is an interesting one, it’s amazing how in addition to punctuation just a little pause in the wrong place can just completely transform the meaning of something.”
    Tom Waits

  • #3
    E.L. Doctorow
    “I am telling you what I know—words have music and if you are a musician you will write to hear them.”
    E.L. Doctorow

  • #4
    Confucius
    “Without knowing the force of words, it is impossible to know more.”
    Confucius

  • #5
    Jarod Kintz
    “I can read lips. Especially if they have words tattooed on them.”
    Jarod Kintz, This Book Has No Title

  • #6
    Theodore Dreiser
    “Words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean.  Little audible links, they are, chaining together great inaudible feelings and purposes.”
    Theodore Dreiser

  • #7
    Paul Auster
    “Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice.”
    Paul Auster

  • #8
    Toba Beta
    “There has to be new words
    to explain new worlds.”
    Toba Beta [Betelgeuse Incident], Betelgeuse Incident: Insiden Bait Al-Jauza

  • #9
    Robert Cormier
    “He was intrigued by the power of words, not the literary words that filled the books in the library but the sharp, staccato words that went into the writing of news stories. Words that went for the jugular. Active verbs that danced and raced on the page.”
    Robert Cormier, I Am the Cheese

  • #10
    Elizabeth Chandler
    “Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.”
    Elizabeth Chandler, Summer in the City

  • #11
    Norton Juster
    “I never knew words could be so confusing," Milo said to Tock as he bent down to scratch the dog's ear.
    "Only when you use a lot to say a little," answered Tock.
    Milo thought this was quite the wisest thing he'd heard all day.”
    Norton Juster, The Phantom Tollbooth

  • #12
    Orrin Woodward
    “Your words have the power of life and death. Choose them wisely.”
    Orrin Woodward

  • #13
    Sharon M. Draper
    “Words.

    I’m surrounded by thousands of words. Maybe millions.

    Cathedral. Mayonnaise. Pomegranate.
    Mississippi. Neapolitan. Hippopotamus.
    Silky. Terrifying. Iridescent.
    Tickle. Sneeze. Wish. Worry.

    Words have always swirled around me like snowflakes—each one delicate and different, each one melting untouched in my hands.

    Deep within me, words pile up in huge drifts. Mountains of phrases and sentences and connected ideas. Clever expressions. Jokes. Love songs.

    From the time I was really little—maybe just a few months old—words were like sweet, liquid gifts, and I drank them like lemonade. I could almost taste them. They made my jumbled thoughts and feelings have substance. My parents have always blanketed me with conversation. They chattered and babbled. They verbalized and vocalized. My father sang to me. My mother whispered her strength into my ear.

    Every word my parents spoke to me or about me I absorbed and kept and remembered. All of them.

    I have no idea how I untangled the complicated process of words and thought, but it happened quickly and naturally. By the time I was two, all my memories had words, and all my words had meanings.

    But only in my head.

    I have never spoken one single word. I am almost eleven years old.”
    Sharon M. Draper, Out of My Mind

  • #14
    “Words - take her with you
    let her rest in your rhymes
    Words - take her away
    somewhere beyond time

    Words - ease her breathing
    lay her softly on the floor
    there - let her linger
    and listen like ever before

    Leave her windows uncovered at night
    and fill her room with the citylights
    as they illuminate the sky
    it reminds her of the people outside
    cause she won't sleep unless she heals her loneliness

    Walk with her beneath the treetops
    create new paths and memories
    show her how the sunlight
    glances through the gaps between the leaves

    Words - help her change the world
    in only one verse
    tell her to reach for the stars
    and to always put love first

    Leave her windows uncovered at night
    and fill her rooms with the citylights
    as they illuminate the sky
    it reminds her of the people outside
    it reminds her of the people
    it reminds her of the people
    it reminds her of the people outside.”
    Ane Brun
    tags: words

  • #15
    Lawrence Durrell
    “Music is only love looking for words.”
    Lawrence Durrell

  • #16
    John Edgar Wideman
    “Kids use words in ways that release hidden meanings, revel the history buried in sounds. They haven't forgotten that words can be more than signs, that words have magic, the power to be things, to point to themselves and materialize. With their back-formations, archaisms, their tendency to play the music in words--rhythm, rhyme, alliteration, repetition--children peel the skin from language. Words become incantatory. Open Sesame. Abracadabra. Perhaps a child will remember the word and will bring the walls tumbling down.”
    John Edgar Wideman

  • #17
    Hans Keilson
    “I always knew that words are suitcases with false bottoms.”
    Hans Keilson, The Death of the Adversary
    tags: words

  • #18
    India Edghill
    “I did not know then that words and music are more deadly than any spear.”
    India Edghill, Queenmaker: A Novel of King David's Queen

  • #19
    Mark Twain
    “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.”
    Mark Twain

  • #20
    Ernest Hemingway
    “There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
    Ernest Hemingway

  • #21
    Saul Bellow
    “You never have to change anything you got up in the middle of the night to write.”
    Saul Bellow

  • #22
    Oscar Wilde
    “Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty. There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or badly written. That is all.”
    Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray

  • #23
    Lloyd Alexander
    “Fantasy is hardly an escape from reality. It's a way of understanding it.”
    Lloyd Alexander

  • #24
    Toni Morrison
    “If there's a book that you want to read, but it hasn't been written yet, then you must write it.”
    Toni Morrison

  • #25
    Craig Claiborne
    “I am simply of the opinion that you cannot be taught to write. You have to spend a lifetime in love with words.”
    Craig Claiborne

  • #26
    “You should date a girl who reads.
    Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve.

    Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over the shelves in the bookstore, the one who quietly cries out when she has found the book she wants. You see that weird chick sniffing the pages of an old book in a secondhand book shop? That’s the reader. They can never resist smelling the pages, especially when they are yellow and worn.

    She’s the girl reading while waiting in that coffee shop down the street. If you take a peek at her mug, the non-dairy creamer is floating on top because she’s kind of engrossed already. Lost in a world of the author’s making. Sit down. She might give you a glare, as most girls who read do not like to be interrupted. Ask her if she likes the book.

    Buy her another cup of coffee.

    Let her know what you really think of Murakami. See if she got through the first chapter of Fellowship. Understand that if she says she understood James Joyce’s Ulysses she’s just saying that to sound intelligent. Ask her if she loves Alice or she would like to be Alice.

    It’s easy to date a girl who reads. Give her books for her birthday, for Christmas, for anniversaries. Give her the gift of words, in poetry and in song. Give her Neruda, Pound, Sexton, Cummings. Let her know that you understand that words are love. Understand that she knows the difference between books and reality but by god, she’s going to try to make her life a little like her favorite book. It will never be your fault if she does.

    She has to give it a shot somehow.

    Lie to her. If she understands syntax, she will understand your need to lie. Behind words are other things: motivation, value, nuance, dialogue. It will not be the end of the world.

    Fail her. Because a girl who reads knows that failure always leads up to the climax. Because girls who read understand that all things must come to end, but that you can always write a sequel. That you can begin again and again and still be the hero. That life is meant to have a villain or two.

    Why be frightened of everything that you are not? Girls who read understand that people, like characters, develop. Except in the Twilight series.

    If you find a girl who reads, keep her close. When you find her up at 2 AM clutching a book to her chest and weeping, make her a cup of tea and hold her. You may lose her for a couple of hours but she will always come back to you. She’ll talk as if the characters in the book are real, because for a while, they always are.

    You will propose on a hot air balloon. Or during a rock concert. Or very casually next time she’s sick. Over Skype.

    You will smile so hard you will wonder why your heart hasn’t burst and bled out all over your chest yet. You will write the story of your lives, have kids with strange names and even stranger tastes. She will introduce your children to the Cat in the Hat and Aslan, maybe in the same day. You will walk the winters of your old age together and she will recite Keats under her breath while you shake the snow off your boots.

    Date a girl who reads because you deserve it. You deserve a girl who can give you the most colorful life imaginable. If you can only give her monotony, and stale hours and half-baked proposals, then you’re better off alone. If you want the world and the worlds beyond it, date a girl who reads.

    Or better yet, date a girl who writes.”
    Rosemarie Urquico

  • #27
    Emil Ludwig
    “The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.”
    Emil Ludwig

  • #28
    Elizabeth Reyes
    “I write because I must. It's not a choice or a pastime, it's an unyeilding calling and my passion.”
    Elizabeth Reyes

  • #29
    F. Scott Fitzgerald
    “The reason one writes isn't the fact he wants to say something. He writes because he has something to say.”
    F. Scott Fitzgerald

  • #30
    Donald Miller
    “Writers don't make any money at all. We make about a dollar. It is terrible. But then again we don't work either. We sit around in our underwear until noon then go downstairs and make coffee, fry some eggs, read the paper, read part of a book, smell the book, wonder if perhaps we ourselves should work on our book, smell the book again, throw the book across the room because we are quite jealous that any other person wrote a book, feel terribly guilty about throwing the schmuck's book across the room because we secretly wonder if God in heaven noticed our evil jealousy, or worse, our laziness. We then lie across the couch facedown and mumble to God to forgive us because we are secretly afraid He is going to dry up all our words because we envied another man's stupid words. And for this, as I said, we are paid a dollar. We are worth so much more.”
    Donald Miller, Blue Like Jazz: Nonreligious Thoughts on Christian Spirituality



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