Quotes About Writing

Unless you write yourself, you can't know how wonderful it is; I always used to bemoan the fact that I couldn't draw, but now I'm overjoyed that at least I can write. And if I don't have the talent to write books or newspaper articles, I can always write for myself. But I want to achieve more than that.

Quienes no escriben no saben lo bonito que es escribir. Antes siempre me lamentaba por no saber dibujar...

Let's not talk about it any more, but if you still want anything please write to me about it, because I can say what I mean much better on paper.

I want to go on living even after my death! And therefore I am grateful to God for giving me this gift, this possibility of developing myself and of writing, of expressing all that is in me.

I'm left with one consolation, small though it may be: my fountain pen was cremated, just as I would like to be some day.

PS. Will the reader please take into consideration that this story was written before the writer's fury had cooled?

Yes, paper does have more patience, and since I'm not planning to let anyone else read this stiff-backed notebook grandly referred to as a "diary," unless I should ever find a real friend, it probably won't make a bit of difference.

Paper has more patience than people." I thought of this saying on one of those days when I was feeling a little depressed and was sitting at home with my chin in my hands, bored and listless, wondering whether to stay in or go out.

My writing has raised me somewhat from "the depths of despair.

I am the best and sharpest critic of my own work. I know myself what is and what is not well written. Anyone who doesn't write doesn't know how wonderful it is.

Paper is more patient than people.

Voglio continuare a vivere dopo la mia morte! Perciò sono grata a Dio che mi ha fatto nascere con quest'attitudine a evolvermi e a scrivere per esprimere ciò che è in me. Scrivendo dimentico tutti i miei guai, mi rianimo e la mia tristezza svanisce. Ma, e questo è il problema, saprò scrivere qualche cosa di grande, diverrò mai giornalista o scrittrice? Lo spero, perché scrivendo posso fissare tutto, i miei pensieri, i miei ideali e le mie fantasie.

Quando escrevo, liberto-me de tudo; minhas tristezas desaparecem, minha coragem renasce.

Khi vi?t mình có th? quên h?t m?i th?, ná»—i bu?n c?a mình tan bi?n, lòng dÅ©ng c?m l?i h?i sinh.

lamentaba por no saber dibujar, pero ahora estoy más que contenta de que al menos sé escribir. Y si llego a no tener talento para escribir en los periódicos o para escribir libros, pues bien, siempre me queda la opción de escribir para mí misma. Pero

Writing in a diary is a really strange experience for someone like me. Not only because I've never written anything before, but also because it seems to me that later on neither I nor anyone else will be interested in the musings of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl. Oh well, it doesn't matter. I feel like writing, and I have an even greater need to get all kinds of things off my chest.

It is better for hard words to be on paper than that Mummy should carry them in her heart.

When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived! But, and that's a big question, will I ever be able to write something great, will I ever become a journalist or a writer?

it's easier for me to say what I mean as on paper than face-to-face.

Ode to My Fountain Pen In Memoriam My

When I write I can shake off all my cares. My sorrow disappears, my spirits are revived!

It's an odd idea for someone like me to keep a diary; not only because i have never done so before, but because it seems to me that neither I -nor for that matter anyone else- will be interested in the unbosomings of a thirteen year old schoolgirl. Still, what does that matter? I want to write, but more than that, I want to bring out all kinds of things that lie burried deep in my heart.

I finally realized that I must do my schoolwork to keep from being ignorant, to get on in life, to become a journalist, because that's what I want! I know I can write.

It's strange, writing a diary. Of course, I've written things before, but who will be interested in the thoughts of a thirteen-year-old schoolgirl? Well, does it matter? I want to write, and I want to bring out so many things that lie deep in my heart.