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Orang paling menyukai hal yang sama. Seorang penulis yang mencari subjek bertanya bukan pada apa yang paling dia sukai, tetapi pada apa yang dia cintai sama sekali.

Orang paling menyukai hal yang sama. Seorang penulis yang mencari subjek bertanya bukan pada apa yang paling dia sukai, tetapi pada apa yang dia cintai sama sekali.

Eskimo: 'If I did not know about God and sin, would I go to hell?' Priest: 'No, not if you did not know.' Eskimo: 'Then why did you tell me?'

If you're going to publish a book, you probably are going to make a fool of yourself.

You can't test courage cautiously.

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 writer studies literature, not the world.

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.

'Fecundity' is an ugly word for an ugly subject. It is ugly, at least, in the eggy animal world. I don't think it is for plants.

Spend the afternoon. You can't take it with you.

It makes more sense to write one big book - a novel or nonfiction narrative - than to write many stories or essays. Into a long, ambitious project you can fit or pour all you possess and learn.

Just think: in all the clean, beautiful reaches of the solar system, our planet alone is a blot; our planet alone has death.

It is ironic that the one thing that all religions recognize as separating us from our creator, our very self-consciousness, is also the one thing that divides us from our fellow creatures. It was a bitter birthday present from evolution.

How we spend our days is, of course, how we spend our lives.

The surest sign of age is loneliness.

There is no such thing as an artist - only the world, lit or unlit, as the world allows.

A writer looking for subjects inquires not after what he loves best, but after what he alone loves at all.

Aim for the chopping block. If you aim for the wood, you will have nothing. Aim past the wood, aim through the wood; aim for the chopping block.

When I first read the words 'introvert' and 'extrovert' when I was 10, I thought I was both.

All my books started out as extravagant and ended up pure and plain.