Quotes About Inspiration

Even at her sickest, she tried to create at least one drawing every single day. Sometimes she drew stuff out of her head. Other times, she sketched nurses and orderlies and other patients. Once, she was so tired that she could barely sit up, but she struggled through a detailed drawing of her own scrawny fingers holding a pencil.

The best museums and museum exhibits about science or technology give you the feeling that, hey, this is interesting, but maybe I could do something here, too.

If you're looking to find a career that makes a difference - and work you really love - this book will show you how.

Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. Devour films, music, books, paintings, poems, photographs, conversations, dreams, trees, architecture, street signs, clouds, light and shadows. Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work will be authentic.

Change your tools, it may free your thinking.

To be original, seek your inspiration from unexpected sources.

Do not covet your ideas. Give away everything you know and more will come back to you.

If you think you're unable to be on the cover of Time magazine, make it your business to be there.

All creative people need something to rebel against, it's what gives their lives excitement, and it's creative people who make the clients' lives exciting.

Successful solutions are often made by people rebelling against bad briefs.

Experience is the opposite of being creative.

Be true to your subject and you will be far more likely to create something that is timeless.

All I wanted to do was write - at the time, poems, and prose, too. I guess my ambition was simply to make money however I could to keep myself going in some modest way, and I didn't need much, I was unmarried at the time, no children.

One should never underestimate the power of books.

You can't put your feet on the ground until you've touched the sky.

Surely it is an odd way to spend your life - sitting alone in a room with a pen in your hand, hour after hour, day after day, year after year, struggling to put words on pieces of paper in order to give birth to what does not exist, except in your head. Why on earth would anyone want to do such a thing? The only answer I have ever been able to come up with is: because you have to, because you have no choice.

Here I am of the air, a beautiful thing for the light to shine on. Perhaps you will remember that. I am...

Not to me," I said. Kafka wrote his first story in one night. Stendhal wrote The Charterhouse of Parma in forty-nine days. Melville wrote Moby- Dick in sixteen months. Flaubert spent five years on Madame Bovary. Musil worked for eighteen years on The Man Without Qualities and died before he could finish. Do we care about any of that now?

As long as you are dreaming, there is always a way out

This is the kind of room poets are supposed to work in, the kind of room that threatens to break your spirit and forces you into constant battle with yourself.

Writing begins in the body, it is the music of the body, and even if the words have meaning, can sometimes have meaning, the music of the words is where the meanings begin....Writing as a lesser form of dance.

I learned that books are never finished, that it is possible for stories to go on writing themselves without an author.

But suddenly, after all this time, I feel there is something to say, and if I don't quickly write it down, my head will burst. It doesn't matter if you read it. It doesn't even matter if I send it - assuming that could be done. Perhaps it comes down to this. I am writing to you because you know nothing. Because you are far away from me and know nothing.

You had to invent something. It's not possible to leave it blank. The mind won't let you.