Writers Diary Quotes

“I like reading my own writing. It seems to fit me closer than it did before.”
― Virginia Woolf, A Writer's Diary

“I don't believe in pretending. I show you the real me.”
― Avijeet Das

“Writing makes sense when nothing else does. Our thoughts need an outlet, jettisoning off to some place. Could it be to a parallel universe or to outer space? Do aliens also write their thoughts in their diaries?”
― Avijeet Das

“She: Hello. I am a big fan of yours, Mr. Writer.

He: Do you seriously like reading my words?

She: I won't tell a lie to you. From the day I started reading your words, they connected with a deeper part of my soul.

He: This is so amazing to hear. Glad my words could make you feel something.

She: I have anxiety issues. I usually cannot sleep untill 3am most nights. So, I stay up late in the night and stalk you. That's when I spend time reading your words and checking your posts. They mean a lot to me. I am obsessively in love with your words.

He: Wow! Just Fantastic. I am elated to meet you.

She: And I am ecstatic to meet you. I have been following you from the past five years. I have come here to this city, specially to meet you.”
― Avijeet Das

“She: Hello. I am a big fan of yours, Mr. Writer.

He: Hello. Do you seriously like reading my words?

She: I won't tell a lie to you. From the day I started reading your words, they connected with a deeper part of my soul.

He: This is so amazing to hear. Glad my words could make you feel something.

She: I have anxiety issues. I usually cannot sleep untill 3 am most nights. So, I stay up late in the night and stalk you. That's when I spend time reading your words and checking your posts. They mean a lot to me. I am obsessively in love with your words.

He: Wow! Just Fantastic. I am elated to meet you.

She: And I am ecstatic to meet you. I have been following you from the past five years. I have come here to this city, specially to meet you.”
― Avijeet Das

“Life gives us struggles first and reward later. And as a writer my life's purpose is to write and tell stories. Some people encourage me by motivating, inspiring, and liking my work. They feel my stories make a connection to them. And some people ignore me. The people who ignore me are helping me too. They are helping me in my struggle. One day they too will read my words and find a connection. I will go on writing, because writing is my purpose, dream, and goal in life.”
― Avijeet Das

“In the quagmire of feelings and emotions that engulf us on our drab and monotonous days and starry, resplendent nights, the ones that bring back past memories hold a special place, almost a unique pedestal, in our hearts! The distinct fragrance of nostalgia that serenades us in our minds, though incomparable, could be akin to a feeling of ecstasy. A feeling that hovers in our minds for a humongous period of time, and one that takes us to mammoth heights in the midst of chaos and cacophony. It is as if we found a new elixir that rejuvenates us and makes us spring back into life.

~ Notes of a Traveler, The Musafir.”
― Avijeet Das

“To be honest with you the perfect person does not exist. There is no woman or man you would meet who would make you write poetry.

So poets create imaginary persons who could play muses in their life. And inspire them to write. I have met many people in life, but I have always enjoyed being alone.”
― Avijeet Das

“I don’t like talking much.
And honestly, that’s okay.

Not everyone is built for constant conversation. Some of us observe more than we speak. We listen, we think, we process. Silence is not emptiness ; it’s clarity.

I don’t like talking much.
I don’t trust much either.

It’s not attitude — it’s experience.
I choose my words carefully and my people even more carefully.
Silence protects my peace.
Distance protects my heart.

Those who understand this… stay close. Those who don’t, drift away

I speak when it matters. I share when it feels right.
And the people who understand this… are my kind of people”
― Avijeet Das

“There was a phase of my life when I would wake up and not know where I will be at the end of the day. I was alone and I kept on moving from place to place. Living alone in a different country, I felt uprooted and without any support. But somehow I managed to keep going, and I kept on going amidst strangers. Each day was a struggle. I felt like giving up and going back to my family. But Man is not made to accept defeat”
― Avijeet Das