Quotes About Expression

Ink and paper are sometimes passionate lovers, oftentimes brother and sister, and occasionally mortal enemies.

He transforms every bottle of ink into a scrolling trail of metaphors.

Love letters and poems aren't the least bit difficult to write, if you write directly from your heart into the ink and don't channel through your brain first.

Writing — a race to the typewriter keys before that brilliant idea flees

Ink on paper is as beautiful to me as flowers on the mountains — God composes, why shouldn't we?

EDITOR... a bit of sandpaper applied to all forms of originality by the publisher-proprietor...

If I fall asleep with a pen in my hand, don't remove it — I may be writing in my dreams.

There are living days and there are writing days. But you can never have the writing without the living. And if you've got writer's block you'd better go have yourself a day of living to fix it, rather than beating on an idling brain.

You should write and read all day...

A harsh critique is a pen stab through the heart — and the resultant inkbleed.

They'll find ink in my veins and blood on my typewriter keys.

Calligraphy, a spiritual art that has been forgotten in favor of an emotionless keyboard.

One ought to write only when one leaves a piece of one's flesh in the inkpot each time one dips one's pen.

Paper is patient.

Herein a power lies, within the reach Of all who study what it fain would teach; Whereby the writer by his pen doth show The inward self of those we outward know...

Her handwriting was sweeping, immaculate, breathless.

Poets don't draw. They unravel their handwriting and then tie it up again, but differently.

She drinks pints of coffee and writes little observations and ideas for stories with her best fountain pen on the linen-white pages of expensive notebooks. Sometimes, when it's going badly, she wonders if what she believes to be a love of the written word is really just a fetish for stationery. The true writer, the born writer, will scribble words on scraps of litter, the back of a bus ticket, on the wall of a cell. Emma is lost on anything less than 120gsm.

I have remarked a perfect analogy in the language, movement of the body of a person, and his handwriting. The more I compare different handwritings, the more am I convinced that handwriting is the expression of the character of him who writes.

When they were in school, Peter used to say that everything you do is a self-portrait.... "The only thing an artist can do is describe his own face." You're doomed to being you. This, he says, leaves us free to draw anything, since we're only drawing ourselves. Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It's all giving you away.... Everything is a self-portrait.

A signature is the shape of our personality; it's our nameprint, our soulmark in ink.

"And when once the itch of literature comes over a man, nothing can cure it but the scratching of a pen." "But if you have not a pen, I suppose you must scratch any other way you can." "To be sure... I have seen a litherary gentleman in a sponging house do crack things on the wall, with a bit of burnt stick..."

Old-style cursive handwriting is so elegant — a beautiful garden of words with flowering letters.

Voting is the language of democracy.