Writing means sharing. It’s part of the human condition to want to share things – thoughts, ideas, opinions.

I don’t know if I officially proofread my father’s book, but I read it. I did get some conception of grammar in general from that.

I was enjoying myself writing, because I don’t know what’s going to happen when I take a ride around that corner. You don’t know at all what you’re going to find there. That can be thrilling when you read a book, especially when you’re a kid and you’re reading stories.

We just think that there are all these different ways that people want to share, and that compressing them all into a single blue app is not the right format of the future.

You’re not going to make Hemingway better by adding animations.

What I have is a malevolent curiosity. That’s what drives my need to write and what probably leads me to look at things a little askew. I do tend to take a different perspective from most people.

I didn’t want to be a writer, but I became one. And now I have many readers, in many countries. I think that’s a miracle. So I think I have to be humble regarding this ability. I’m proud of it and I enjoy it, and it is strange to say it this way, but I respect it.

It is one thing to record an album but it’s a huge difference when people play it and listen to it and embrace it the way that I do. It has always been my dream to get my music out to the world and have people hear it.

I got a chain letter by fax. It’s very simple. You just fax a dollar bill to everybody on the list.

I never expected any sort of success with ‚Mockingbird’… I sort of hoped someone would like it enough to give me encouragement.

To write it, it took three months; to conceive it three minutes; to collect the data in it all my life.

Love is easy, and I love writing. You can’t resist love. You get an idea, someone says something, and you’re in love.

You can write a short story in two hours. Two hours a day, you have a novel in a year.

Brevity is a great charm of eloquence.

Why did I write? Because I found life unsatisfactory.

At Cornell University, my professor of European literature, Vladimir Nabokov, changed the way I read and the way I write. Words could paint pictures, I learned from him. Choosing the right word, and the right word order, he illustrated, could make an enormous difference in conveying an image or an idea.

I don’t really care how the Patriots are perceived, truthfully. I really don’t. I really don’t. Look, if you’re a fan of our team, you root for us, you believe in our team, and you believe in what we’re trying to accomplish. If you’re not a fan of us, you have a different opinion.

I was saving the name of ‚Geisel‘ for the Great American Novel.

Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.

When I write, I can shake off all my cares.

Lena Waithe won an Emmy for writing while starring on the Netflix show ‚Master of None,‘ but it might be more accurate to call her a Master of Everything.

Language is the dress of thought.

I write all my sermons.

He who despairs of the human condition is a coward, but he who has hope for it is a fool.

Someone told me that each equation I included in the book would halve the sales.

The present letter is a very long one, simply because I had no leisure to make it shorter.

We often refuse to accept an idea merely because the tone of voice in which it has been expressed is unsympathetic to us.

If you’re waiting for the perfect moment, you’ll never write a thing because it will never arrive. I have no routine. I have no foolproof anything. There’s nothing foolproof.

It would be an egregious mistake to ever refer to me in the same breath as most of the people I write about.

I like the idea of putting your Christmas wish list up and letting people share it.

Existence precedes and rules essence.

College isn’t in everyone’s hearts. I am living proof, though, that school doesn’t mess up your plans. It gives you more experiences to write about.

I only type every third night. I have no plan. My mind is a blank. I sit down. The typewriter gives me things I don’t even know I’m working on. It’s a free lunch. A free dinner. I don’t know how long it is going to continue, but so far there is nothing easier than writing.

Good writing is like a windowpane.

Deliver me from writers who say the way they live doesn’t matter. I’m not sure a bad person can write a good book, If art doesn’t make us better, then what on earth is it for.

I learned never to empty the well of my writing, but always to stop when there was still something there in the deep part of the well, and let it refill at night from the springs that fed it.

There are as many opinions as there are experts.

There is nothing we like to communicate to others as much as the seal of secrecy together with what lies under it.

It seems almost backwards to me that my music seems the more emotional outlet, and the art stuff seems more about ideas.

All through my writing life, I’ve had this impulse to write autobiographical works.

One of the disadvantages of wine is that it makes a man mistake words for thoughts.

I shall never be ashamed of citing a bad author if the line is good.

We are much beholden to Machiavel and others, that write what men do, and not what they ought to do.

Writing is such a strange, utterly mysterious process. First, there was nothing; then, suddenly, there was something. I don’t know where thoughts are born. Where the hell does it come from? I don’t know. I really don’t know.

I feel like I was writing as I was learning to talk. Writing was always a go-to form of communication. And I knew I could sing from being in tune with the radio.

I wrote an article on a new Porsche for ‚Automobile Magazine.‘ I knew the editor, and she asked me to write this article. So I’m more proud of that than anything.

I started writing as a child. But I didn’t think of myself actually writing until I was in college. And I had gone to Africa as a sophomore or something – no, maybe junior – and wrote a book of poems. And that was my beginning. I published that book.

We have communion with Christ in His thoughts, views, and purposes; for His thoughts are our thoughts according to our capacity and sanctity. Believers take the same view of matters as Jesus does; that which pleases Him pleases them, and that which grieves His grieves them also.

That’s something that is almost accidental at the beginning of a career, but the more you write, the more trained you are to recognize the little signals.

I recognize terror as the finest emotion and so I will try to terrorize the reader. But if I find that I cannot terrify, I will try to horrify, and if I find that I cannot horrify, I’ll go for the gross-out. I’m not proud.

There is no rule on how to write. Sometimes it comes easily and perfectly; sometimes it’s like drilling rock and then blasting it out with charges.

The discipline of the written word punishes both stupidity and dishonesty.

The writing is important, but the way you say the line and the pause you give it, the facial expression – all of that is very important.

You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life.

I like gifts. I like to give them and I like to get them.

The soul becomes dyed with the color of its thoughts.

It’s pretty intense writing about my own life, my own struggles.

I’ve written some great things. That’s a gift, but there’s consequences. Yeah, you get this great work, but you suffer. You really, really suffer.

I’ve never had writer’s block.

I’d have stopped writing years ago if it were for the money.

Nobody can write the life of a man but those who have eat and drunk and lived in social intercourse with him.