I worked so hard all my life, and all I want to do now is read.
From Annie Dillard
I can't dance anymore. Total knee replacements. I can't do anything anymore.
All my books started out as extravagant and ended up pure and plain.
It's a little silly to finally learn how to write at this age. But I long ago realized I was secretly sincere.
I'm a housewife: I spend far more time on housework than anything else.
You are wrong if you think that you can in any way take the vision and tame it to the page. The page is jealous and tyrannical; the page is made of time and matter; the page always wins.
At its best, the sensation of writing is that of any unmerited grace. It is handed to you, but only if you look for it.
The mind of the writer does indeed do something before it dies, and so does its owner, but I would be hard put to call it living.
Much has been written about the life of the mind.
Matters of taste are not, it turns out, moral issues.
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