Quotes About Expression

And, moreover, to succeed, the artist much possess the courageous soul.

She felt that her speech was voicing the incoherency her thoughts, and stopped abruptly.

I have said it before, but I don't think I have ever came so near meaning it.

She seemed to have apprehended all of the composer's coldness and none of his poetry.

He thought it very discouraging that his wife, who was the sole object of his existence, evinced so little interest in things which concerned him, and valued so little his conversation.

Ah! si tu savais Ce que tes yeux me disent

A characteristic which distinguished them and which impressed Mrs. Pontellier most forcibly was their entire absence of prudery.

I suppose this is what you would call unwomanly; but I have got into a habit of expressing myself. It doesn't matter to me, and you may think me unwomanly if you like.

All words at all times, true or false, whispered or shouted, are clues to the workings of the human heart.

Love!' said the princess. She stamped her foot. 'Why must everyone always speak of love?

There is no right or wrong way to tell a story. You have to find your own way. You can get your idea from listening, looking, or imagining. Stories are everywhere. All you have to do is pay attention.

He was weeping. Although 'weeping' really is to small a word for the activity the kind had undertaken. Tears were cascading from his eyes. A small puddle had formed at his feet. I am not exaggerating. The king, it seemed, was intent on crying himself a river.

The words were good words, Ulysses felt, maybe even great words, but the list was very incomplete. He was just getting started. The words needed to be arranged, fussed with, put in the order of his heart.

If you want to be a writer, write a little bit every day. Pay attention to the world around you. Stories are hiding, waiting everywhere. You just have to open your eyes and your heart.

A great reader makes a great writer

It is our duty and our joy to communicate our hearts to each other. Words assist us in this task.

He would write and write. He would make wonderful things happen. Some of it would be true. All of it would be true. Most of it would be true.

and how positively full and brimming-to-burst with words I am. This is what Mrs. Bullwhyte would call one of my extended flights of fancy. She said that I am terribly prone to them and often told me that I should rein myself in or the world was bound to disappoint me.

Hyperbole is sometimes necessary to get at the truth. (It seems odd, doesn't it, that we have to lie to tell the truth better?)

I made you something

What was the apostrophe doing there? Did the doctor own the Meescham? And what was it with exclamation marks? Did people not know what they were for? Surprise, anger, joy—that's what exclamation marks were for. They had nothing to do with who resided where.

READ. You have no business wanting to be a writer unless you are a reader. You should read fantasies and essays, biographies and poetry, fables and fairy tales. Read, read, read, read, read.

There are twenty-six letters in all. You will learn each of them, and once you know them, you can mix them as you will, and then use them to form the words of the world and the things of the world. You can write of everything-what is and what was and what might yet be.

It is important that you say what you mean to say. Time is too short. You must speak words that matter.