I once heard a stranger in agitated conversation with her pug: And I suppose it's all my fault again, isn't it? At which, I swear, the dog rolled its eyes.
A friend of mine who is working on a memoir says, I hate the idea of writing as some kind of catharsis, because it seems like that can't possibly produce a good book.You cannot hope to console yoursel...
I like that the Aborigines say dogs make people human
Music has charms to soothe a savage breaste is what the playwright William Congreve actually wrote. But it's part of our mythology: a wild or angry animal calmed or tamed by music. Which makes sense,...
It’s always good to start off anything by breaking a rule.
[Brodsky] loved cats, and sometimes for a greeting would meow.
Rather than write about what you know, you told us, write about what you Assume that you know very little and that you'll never know much until you learn how to see.
I Am the Architect of My Own Destiny,
Any writer worth his salt knows that only a small proportion of literature does more than partly compensate people for the damage they have suffered in learning to read. Rebecca West.
Do what is difficult because it is difficult. Do what will cost you the most. Who these people?
Another question: why do people often find animal suffering harder to accept than the suffering of other human beings?
It’s not uncommon to wish to have known what a person you’ve come to love was like before you met them. It hurts, almost, not to have known what a beloved was like as a child. I have felt this way abo...
Writing poetry is like prayer, and prayer isn’t something you have to share with other people.
You can't hurry love, as the song goes. You can't hurry grief either.
Tempted to put too much faith in the great male mind, remember this: It looked at cats and declared them gods. It looked at women and asked, Are they human? And, once that nut had been cracked: But do...
Nothing has changed. It’s still very simple. I miss him. I miss him every day. I miss him very much. But how would it be if that feeling was gone? I would not want that to happen. I told the shrink: i...
I know this is all moronically anthropomorphic, but sometimes that is the form love takes.
Here are more lines from The Great Gatsby. I liked to walk up Fifth Avenue and pick out romantic women from the crowd and imagine that in a few minutes I was going to enter into their lives, and no on...
Do what is difficult because it is difficult. Do what will cost you the most. Who
Because it’s all about the rhythm, you said. Good sentences start with a beat.