Quotes About Expression

I believe music should reflect yourself in some way and not just yourself at the given time. I feel that when you die or when you're going, someone's supposed to listen to that music and know everything about you. And I just try to get that across.

if you've never been cussed out by a Siamese, you don't know what profanity is all about!

Entonces advierte en él algo que muchas veces leyó en los libros: se ha reído con los ojos.

No hay literatura femenina. Hay hombres y mujeres que escriben".

It could have been possible to put a little more fuck you into his tone, but some of it might've slopped out the sides.

Sometimes, as much as writing saves one's own life, you cannot imagine how it will save another's. This is another reason why it is important to do the work, over and over again. It is food, the kind a soul needs.

His eyebrows drew together. He was perilously close to unibrow; I guess nobody had held him down and administered a good plucking to the caterpillar climbing across his forehead.

There was Kir, red hair combed back and That Expression on his sharp face. Even his freckles looked serious. I'd given up wondering how a freckle-faced teenager could look so much like a disapproving granny.

I had to settle for two of the most inadequate words in the English language, words to pale to express what I needed to say. "Thank you.

I am happy to see that more and more young people are once again taking up theatre.

I'm just not a private person. It's not like I do things because I want things to be public it's just that's my way of expressing myself, and I happen to be very famous.

You don't realise how language actually interferes with communication until you don't have it, how it gets in the way like an overdominant sense.

If we didn't have fear, imagine the creativity in the world. Fear holds us back every step of the way.

The hardest thing about writing is getting in every day, breaking through the membrane.The second-hardest thing is getting out. Sometimes I sink down too deep and come up too fast. Afterward I feel wide open and skinless. The whole world feels moist and pliable.

We'd had some sort of sex, sex of the mind, sex of ideas, sex of words, hundreds of thousands of words.

I think above all else it is freedom I search for in my work, in these far-flung places, to find a group of people who give each other the room to be in whatever way they need to be.

You don't realize how language actually interferes with communication until you don't have it, how it gets in the way like an overdominant sense. You have to pay much more attention to everything else when you can't understand the words. Once comprehension comes, so much else falls away. You then rely on their words, and words aren't always the most reliable thing.

God, you poets are full of shit. You have no idea what half the words you worship mean.

It's good to see art, to remember what a natural human impulse it has always been.

I have never understood why a person who is not a genius bothers with art. What's the point? You'll never have the satisfaction of having created something indispensable.

Soon Paula would begin complaining that he didn't understand her, didn't appreciate her, didn't love her enough, when in fact he loved her so much his heart often felt shredded by it. But people always wanted words for all that roiled inside you.

It's a sense of despair about writing itself, a sort of throwing up of hands, as if to say I'll put this down on the page but it's not what I really mean because what I really mean cannot be put into words.

No one will actually come out and say this nowadays, but women are at their best when they're writing about men: their husbands, their fathers, their lost loves. It's when they start writing about themselves that they become unreadable.

thin but charming layer of femininity covering a masculine confidence and drive.