Life passes into pages if it passes into anything.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
When you write down your life, every page should contain something no one has ever heard about.
We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.
Life sometimes gets in the way of writing.
That's what writing is all about, after all, making others see what you have put down on the page and believing that it does, or could, exist and you want to go there.
Lives of great men oft remind us as we o'er their pages turn, That we too may leave behind us - Letters that we ought to burn.
The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.
I think that to make something alive, instead of on a page, is an honorable task. And it turns me on.
In a way, my childhood was one long bunch of pages... I read and read and read.
Of all the diversions of life, there is none so proper to fill up its empty spaces as the reading of useful and entertaining authors.
This life is yours and no one else's, and if you spend your time looking at other people's pages, you'll never get anything done.