Allyson

“His talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless.”
― Ernest Hemingway

“We don't see things as they are, we see them as we are.”
― Anaïs Nin

“A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.”
― Franz Kafka

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