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Quotes About Expression

The artistic temperament is too often only an alibi for lack of responsibility....
~ Edmund Crispin
whether the American people knew where they were driving." He suspected they did not, "but that they might still be driving or drifting unconsciously to some point in thought, as their solar system was said to be drifting towards some point in space; and that, possibly, if relations enough could be observed, this point might be fixed. Chicago was the first expression of American thought as a unity; one must start there.
~ Edmund Morris
A poet," he liked to say, "can do much more for his country than the proprietor of a nail factory.
~ Edmund Morris
He oft finds med'cine who his grief imparts But double grief afflicts concealing harts
~ Edmund Spenser
Leaves, lines, and rhymes, seek her to please alone, Whom if ye please, I care for other none.
~ Edmund Spenser
Later I would know some real workers—heavily tattooed, hair worn in ponytails, motorcycle-riding, manga-reading, and pill-popping—and I realized they were as batty as we were, far from the standardized robots of our fantasies. Americans, rich or poor, were a nation of weirdos.
~ Edmund White
for him, music was emotion, and he did not believe in discussing feelings.
~ Edmund White
I thought that to write of my own experiences would require a translation out of the crude patois of actual slow suffering—mean, scattered thoughts and transfusion-slow boredom—into the tidy couplets of brisk, beautiful sentiment, a way of at once elevating and lending momentum to what I felt.
~ Edmund White
And William laughed with his special blend of mischief, compounded of humor, spite, and sadness in a ratio even he wasn't sure of but that he mixed by feel.
~ Edmund White
I've always associated reading and writing with sex.
~ Edmund White
What if I could write about my life exactly as it was? What if I could show it in all its density and tedium and its concealed passion, never divined or expressed, the dull brown geode that eats at itself with quartz teeth?
~ Edmund White
Everything I touched or did spoke to me of sadness. Each article of clothing—shirt, tie, jacket—felt cut out of different bolts of sadness, each a peculiar weave and shape and hang of sadness, as though sadness came in lots of styles.
~ Edmund White
The celebration of current battles by poets who have not taken part in them has produced some of the emptiest verse that exists.
~ Edmund Wilson
Only amateurs say that they write for their own amusement. Writing is not an amusing occupation. It is a combination of ditch-digging, mountain-climbing, treadmill and childbirth. Writing may be interesting, absorbing, exhilarating, racking, relieving. But amusing? Never!
~ Edna Ferber
Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death – fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.
~ Edna Ferber
Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death – fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant.
~ Edna Ferber
In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things
~ Edna O'Brien
Although one might seem relatively gregarious, the real self is at the desk," she said. "It is a trial for relationships, for friendships. Every writer dreads losing the connection to the work, the momentum, and to keep it, you can't truly be sociable.
~ Edna O'Brien
The punch was getting to them, their faces redder and small tiffs between couples
~ Edna O'Brien
There was a cry that must have been mine
~ Edna O'Brien
it was then I cried, cried for the fact of not having cried and for the immensity of tears yet to be shed.
~ Edna O'Brien
any book that is any good must be, to some extent, autobiographical, because one cannot and should not fabricate emotions; and although style and narrative are crucial, the bulwark, emotion, is what finally matters.
~ Edna O'Brien
You might have written. Every bit of your daily life interests me. I wrote this day fortnight but it was returned. Tampered with.
~ Edna O'Brien
Writing is the product of a deeply disturbed psyche, and by no means therapeutic.
~ Edna O'Brien