Quotes About Expression

Writing will be like a journey, every word a footstep that takes me further into undiscovered land.

And what is wrong with playing with words? Words love to be played with, just like children or kittens do!

I sit in my tree I sing like the birds My beak is my pen My songs are my poems.

Then what shall I write? I can't just write that this happened then this happened then this happened to boring infinitum. I'll let my journal grow just like the mind does, just like a tree or beast does, just like life does. Why should a book tell a tale in a dull straight line? Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.

That is what I did with Jack, and that's why he liked to do the readings with me because he knew I was there for him, and for our ability to blend the poetry and the music.

We are the movies and the movies are us.

One must find rhythms others' ears don't hear.

Imagine , they said, living an existence where the words out of your mouth changed the very fabric of the world around you .

She sat, rediscovering the fullness of her first tongue in one long submersion. Again and again she would pause on a word Melio uttered. She would roll it around in her mind, feeling the contours of it. At times her mouth gaped open, her lips moving as if she were drinking in his words instead of breathing.

I hardly remember how I started to write poetry. It's hard to imagine what I thought poetry could do.

When you grow up in a family of languages, you develop a kind of casual fluency, so that languages, though differently colored, all seem transparent to experience.

His words were creating a bewildering maze of grammatically inappropriate junctures. It was the kind of maze where small, white mice died without ever finding the little lever.

She had long been aware that her organic being produced all the physical expressions of emotion, while she herself felt nothing. It was a paradox.

Some people said a lot in quiet voices, some said nothing in loud ones.

do this – and very large lines appeared across his forehead. His nostrils flared, becoming even wider holes than they already were. Speak-No, Hear-No and See-No

Mr Mann … Sorry, is that really your name?" "Yes," said Mr Mann, frowning. He was sitting opposite Mr Carter's desk. Miss Malik was next to him. "As in … like … Mister Man?" "Brian Mann is my name, yes. As I've said.

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Fashion often starts off beautiful and becomes ugly, whereas art starts off ugly sometimes and becomes beautiful.

You make good work by (among other things) making lots of work that isn't very good, and gradually weeding out the parts that aren't good, the parts that aren't yours. It's called feedback, and it's the most direct route to learning about your own vision. It's also called doing your work. After all, someone has to do your work, and you're the closest person around.

To the artist, all problems of art appear uniquely personal. Well, that's understandable enough, given that not many other activities routinely call one's basic self-worth into question.

fears about yourself prevent you from doing your best work, while fears about your reception by others prevent you from doing your own work.

In large measure becoming an artist consists of learning to accept yourself, which makes your work personal, and in following your own voice, which makes your work distinctive.

Art is human. Error is human. Art is error.

ART IS MADE BY ORDINARY PEOPLE. Creatures having only virtues can hardly be imagined making art. It's difficult to picture the Virgin Mary painting landscapes. Or Batman throwing pots. The flawless creature wouldn't need to make art.