Write about small, self-contained incidents that are still vivid in your memory. If you remember them, it's because they contain a larger truth that your readers will recognize in their own lives. Thi...
Strange satisfaction of organizing pencil crayons and sharpening them (the way I used to enjoy sharpening wax crayons as a kid
(n.) Alt. of Memoirs
We're not made to wallow in pleasure. Pleasure is joy's assassin.
Tomorrow! How sweet its prospects for a drunkard the night before. There is no better word. Before the earth hurls itself into sunshine, nothing is not possible.
Oh my!! How you've grown. Soon you'll be catching the Lord's balls.
All family stories are important, just as all people are important, and they deserve to be passed along.
I only had to drop acid once to know that Timothy Leary was right about questioning authority.Motorcycling is like life. There's nothing solid about it. Something not even the asphalt under your tires...
Leaving North Korea is not like leaving any other country. It is more like leaving another universe. I will never truly be free of its gravity, no matter how far I journey.
We meet like sovereign princes of independent states, abroad, on neutral ground, freed from our contexts
How many pages will it take to tell your story?
Mr. Schlubb, the pear-shaped PE teacher, sent us all out to run half a dozen laps around a preposterously enormous cinder track. For the Greenwood kids—all of us white, marshmallowy, innately unphysic...
There was no time to lose, no time to waste in rest or play. The life of the earth comes up with a rush in the springtime.
In Ireland we have the phenomenon known as a "Spoiled Priest." Unlike a spoiled child, this does not refer to a Priest throwing a temper tantrum.
In writing you can always change the ending or delete a chapter that isn’t working. Life is uncooperative, impartial, incontestable.
The interior life expands and fills; it approaches the edge of skin; it thickens with its own vivid story; it even begins to hear rumors, from beyond the horizon skin’s rim, of nations and wars. You w...
The dizzy rapture of starving. The power of needing nothing. By force of will I make myself the impossible sprite who lives on air, on water, on purity.
How deluded we sometimes are by the clear notions we get out of books.
You are putting yourself in serious danger...'I think that I preferred to put myself in serious danger rather than confront my shame. My shame at not having become someone, the shame of not having mad...
This is our purpose: to make as meaningful as possible this life that has been bestowed upon us . . . to live in such a way that we may be proud of ourselves, to act in such a way that some part of us...
Everything bleeds into everything and fiction is just this funny desperate little attempt to staunch the bleeding.
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