Writers Block? Get out and have fun. Love yourself. No use frowning and buying anti-wrinkle cream after.
Writers are the ink of society
No matter what level of success, there is no such thing as a secure writer
A writer is congenitally unable to tell the truth and that is why we call what he writes fiction.
As a writer, you should not judge, you should understand.
The reason a writer writes a book is to forget a book and the reason a reader reads one is to remember it.
One day, I shall explode like an artillery shell and all my bits will be found on the writing table.
Becoming a writer is about becoming conscious. When you're conscious and writing from a place of insight and simplicity and real caring about the truth, you have the ability to throw the lights on for...
Some writers enjoy writing, I am told. Not me. I enjoy having written.
Writing is a lonely job. Having someone who believes in you makes a lot if difference. They don't have to makes speeches. Just believing is usually enough.
In the new style, homosexuals and heterosexuals could be equally unhappy, equally happy, and equally screwed up.
If the writer were more like a reader, he’d be a reader, not a writer. It’s as uncomplicated as that.
He wanted to go home and lock his door and sleep. He was tired of the troubles of real people. He wanted to get back to the people he was inventing, whose troubles he could bear.
Bir kitabı okuyup bitirdiğiniz zaman, bunu yazan keşke çok yakın bir arkadaşım olaydı da, canım her istediğinde onu telefonla arayıp konuşabilseydim diyorsanız, o kitap bence gerçekten iyidir.
A writer who can’t use his firsthand experience must turn to secondhand experience, which can lead to thirdhand clichés.
Just as there is nothing between the admirable omelette and the intolerable so with autobiography.
Writing is a solitary occupation. Family friends and society are the natural enemies of a writer. He must be alone uninterrupted and slightly savage if he is to sustain and complete an undertaking.
At least half the mystery novels published violate the law that the solution once revealed must seem to be inevitable.
You praise the firm restraint with which they write - I'm with you there of course: They use the snaffle and the curb all right But where's the bloody horse?
I've put my genius into my life I've only put my talent into my works.