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Writing is like sex. You have to save your love for the love object. If you go around spouting about your idea, there’ll be no “charge” left. You can’t father children that way.
RAY BRADBURY
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- Dog Park
- The Reward
- five apples pie
- Introvert Personality
- Dream
- All plays stem from personal experience.
- If you put someone in a room with no script
- Where the terror is
- Everything is painful
- People ask me if I believe in things
- Theatre
- Choose Life over the other stuff. Get out of your ...
- Doubt requires more courage
- I am not a courageous person by nature.
- My father says that almost the whole world is asleep.
- I am happy because I want nothing from anyone.
- Swimming and Appetite
- Unicorn Hospital
- Yesterday I heard a little tiny scratchy sound an...
- The Chateau Bercy
- You go in through double swing doors.
- The lady in the blue duplex
- David Bellantoni Play April 29th
- Getting the first draft finished is like pushing a...
- I have forced myself to begin writing when I've be...
- Reward
- Travis
- Living and dying, sorrow and joy
- At times
- I don’t want to be anything special.
- I really must become a bit simpler.
- I know that those who hate have good reason
- A desire to kneel down
- I sprang from the chaos
- Every word born of an inner necessity
- We have to fight them daily
- Sometimes I long for a convent cell
- There is nothing else
- What matters
- When you have an interior life
- The mother instinct
- Slowly but surely
- One must also accept
- I know and share the many sorrows
- I do believe it is possible to create
- Sometimes my day is crammed full of people
- I used to look into a chaotic future
- If an SS man were to kick me to death
- Each of us must turn inward and destroy
- Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day
- Despite everything
- I really see no other solution than to turn inwards
- Become simple and live simply
- Ultimately, we have just one moral duty
- Today, from a distance, I saw you
- I now know that I was in the presence of the only ...
- A Happy Birthday This evening, I sat by an open w...
- Considering the ways in which so many of us waste ...
- Behind the screen of the ordinary
- Don’t talk to me about the stars
- I can't believe what people tell me
- The real hero is always a hero by mistake
- Writing is like sex
- If you did not write every day, the poisons would ...
- Thinking is the enemy of creativity.
- Tom Nichols Grandmother's Easter Lamb Recipe
- SPINACH PIE is my favorite food and so simple to make
- We shall find peace.
- Medicine is my lawful wife
- I fell in love with literature
- Words are sacred.
- I promise to be an excellent husband
- The role of the artist
- The Curtain
- You expect far too much of a first sentence.
- If you want one thing too much it’s likely to be a...
- He had known several men who blew their heads off
- Books are the perfect entertainment: no commercial...
- The mere habit of writing
- Writing to me is a voyage
- You write in order to change the world.
- Love it when a compelling new character kicks open...
- Still, whatever the specific diagnosis, there rema...
- Zadie Smith's Rules for writers
- Walking my dog downtown I noticed the pink trees a...
- Act as if you're a writer.
- To be fully alive, fully human
- It would be many years before I began to understan...
- I believe that we don't choose our stories
- When I think of the wisest people I know, they sha...
- It wasn't getting easier because it isn't supposed...
- “Still writing?"
- I do believe…that everything you need to know
- I'll bet the Catholic Church lost out on a lot
- I've never understood how so many barely literate ...
- What if our bodies were transparent
- Some lady at a bridge party somewhere started the ...
- I love houses
- Time stops when someone dies.
- The Campus laundry has a sign
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