Quotes About Expression

What I've learned is that the muses' decision to sing or not to sing is not based on the elevation of your moral purpose— they will sing or not, regardless.

Tal y como están las cosas hoy en día, el sexo no significa nada. Es solo un deporte, como el tenis, ¿sabes? Lo que verdaderamente es íntimo entre un hombre y una mujer es la comunicación.

I have gathered a posy of other men's flowers and nothing but the thread that binds them is mine own.

lay loooo-yah! A-layyyy-loo yah!" He had abandoned his tenor and was singing in a wavering falsetto.

Because of my music, I have never known loneliness and never been depressed.

These Songs are not meant to be understood, you understand. They are only meant to terrify & comfort.

Them lady poets must not marry, pal.

Them lady poets must not marry, pal . . . It is a true error to marry with poets / or to be by them.

Listen, for poets are feigned to lie, and I For you a liar am a thousand times . . . .

It reminds me of how grandmother always had the right costume for me to wear. You wear the right outfit and you feel like the person you're pretending to be.

life had manifested the heart's invisible furies on his face.

Do you enjoy being a writer, Mrs Avery?" asked Julian. "No, of course not, she said. "It's a hideous profession. Entered into by narcissists who think their pathetic little imaginations will be of interest to people they've never met.

The more you read, the more you write, the more the ideas will appear. They'll fall like confetti around your head and your only difficulty will be deciding which ones to catch and which to let fall to the floor.

that life had manifested the heart's invisible furies on his face.

She opened her mouth to say something, but when she did she realized that she couldn't find any words to express her surprise, and so she did the only sensible thing she could think of and closed it again.

A line came into my mind, something that Hannah Arendt had once said about the poet Auden: that life had manifested the heart's invisible furies on his face.

Social media gives legions of idiots the right to speak when they once only spoke at a bar after a glass of wine, without harming the community. Then they were quickly silenced, but now they have the same right to speak as a Nobel Prize winner. It's the invasion of the idiots.' UMBERTO ECO

Si no hablo, podría desaparecer.

A line came into my mind, something that Hannah Arendt had once said about the poet Auden: that life had manifested the heart's invisible furies on his face. He looked a hundred years old. He looked like a man who had died several months earlier. He looked like a soul in pure torment.

Do you write yourself?' I asked, and she shook her head. 'No, I wouldn't be able,' she said. 'I don't have the imagination. I'm a reader, pure and simple.

Standing there in your uniform,' she continued, 'as if it makes you something special. Not even caring what it means really. What it stands for.

He wore the headdress of a Red Indian and was making the sounds to match, a terrible howling that would have given a deaf man a headache.

had I known at the time who Joan Crawford was, I would have said that she was giving us her very best Joan Crawford, an expression that mixed contempt and vulnerability as she took a long drag of her cigarette and blew the smoke from her lips so steadily that it created a miasma behind which her true feelings could hide.

Without our anger we become doormats and people pleasers. In childhood you were most likely severely shamed and punished when you expressed anger.