Quotes About Expression

All I knew that night was that I believed in something and couldn't express it, while your team believed in nothing but knew how to say it—in other men's words.

She rarely showed her emotions, which appeared to have been burned out by the continual short-circuiting of her attention.

That sounds like a pretty good place I said for something to say.' So much of what he said required no response, but if no one said anything, his words just hung there. The Last Days of California

THE TAHITIANS don't have a word that means "art." The closest expression in their language translates to something like "I'm doing the best I can." Ever since I heard this it has become a kind of mantra to me. I try and apply it to my own work, to my students and anyone who shares his or her work with me. If we live with the idea of perfection, we will never do anything. The notion paralyzes us, but doing the best we can, this is possible. I

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Arrietty used to make her 'e's' like little half-moons with a stroke in the middle-" "Well?" said Kate Mrs. May laughed and took up her work again. "My brother did too," she said.

Poetry isn't a profession, it's a way of life. It's an empty basket you put your life into it and make something out of that.

It's very important to write things down instantly, or you can lose the way you were thinking out a line. I have a rule that if I wake up at 3 in the morning and think of something, I write it down. I can't wait until morning - it'll be gone.

I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.

The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.

I looked her dead in the eyes. Her face changed. If I could have chosen for her to be crying than pull that face again, I would let her drown in her own tears.

I didn't think of the mini as sexual but as an instrument of liberation. I wanted to make clothes that you could move in, skirts you could run and dance in, but, of course, wearing clothes like that made you feel and look sexy.

Good taste is death. Vulgarity is life.

I love vulgarity, good taste is death, vulgarity is life

One of the things I've learned is never to horde ideas, because either they are not so relevant or they've gone stale. Whatever it is, pour it out.

I said, 'We have dreamed, dear friend. Another time, we might awaken. Let it be a dream forgotten at morning.' That seemed a better way of saying it than, 'Never remind me of this, for fear I should stick a knife in you.

In his imagination the pages were printed not with their own paragraphs only, but with all that he himself had brought to them: it seemed as though he must be identified and revealed in them, beyond all pretence of detachment, as if they were a diary to which he had committed every secret of his heart.

Liquor for men and tears for women," he would say. "What would we do without them?

A participant from Zambia, who had listened intently throughout the conference, finally raised her hand at a senior level roundtable. "I have been hearing this expression—'we need to think outside the box'—for the past 3 days," she said, reiterating the cliche. "It seems a little strange to me," the woman continued with bemusement. "In my community we don't thinking boxes.

And when you think about it, poets always want us to be moved by something , until in the end, you begin to suspect a poet is someone who is moved by everything , who just stands in front of the world and weeps and laughs and laughs and weeps (the mysteries, said Aristotle, are the saying of many ridiculous and many serious things).

If your teachers suggest that your poems are sentimental, that is only half of it. Your poems probably need to be even more sentimental. Don't be less of a flower, but could you be more of a stone at the same time?

For years the tears fell without touching the ground. On this night they hit the floor.

It is not what a poem says with its mouth, it's what a poem does with its eyes.

I used to think I wrote because there was something I wanted to say. Then I thought, 'I will continue to write because I have not yet said what I wanted to say'; but I know now I continue to write because I have not yet heard what I have been listening to.