Quotes About Inspiration

You're something between a dream and a miracle.

Who so loves believes the impossible.

Light tomorrow with today.

God's gifts put men's best dreams to shame.

Witch, scholar, poet, dreamer, and the rest...

If you see a sunset and try to describe it to someone in normal words, all you can say is, 'Boy, I saw a great sunset last night.' But if you are a poet, you give it to someone to feel for themselves. Like you make a little seed of what you saw, they swallow it, and it blooms again inside their own hearts.

I am in agreement with Goethe, who said that every day one ought to ´´hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.´´ I would add to this the need to love. Without it, the rest is dust.´´

Books educate and inspire, and they soothe souls -- like comfort food without the calories.

This is the way things work sometimes, that good things get ideas from each other, say, well now let's go ahead and let her have it all.

I am in agreement with Goethe, who said that every day one ought to 'hear a little song, read a good poem, see a fine picture, and if it were possible, to speak a few reasonable words.' I would add to this the need to love. Without it, the rest is dust.

There's always hope when a kid—or an adult, for that matter—likes to read.

Already I've seen that when you're pulled away from your normal routine, it's as though air and sunlight come into your brain and do a little housecleaning.

Elizabeth Berg

things that suggest themselves in sleep almost always work out.

She thinks it was Margaret Atwood who said that wanting to meet a writer because you like their work was like wanting to meet a duck because you like pâté. So

Love does not have legs," he slowly read, his finger moving along. "It does not have arms. But it move mountains." He put the paper down at his side

But you know what usually happens when you take a vacation to a place that galvanizes you and makes you feel like you're going to change your life. You come home and get right back into your old habits. Meanwhile, a slow fire burns. A

A human being writes the book, but what writes for him or her is more spirit than physical being, and that spirit lives only in solitude.

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specific miracle

Writers do not find subjects; subjects find them.

without the stars there to remind us, whatever would we reach for?" Her

I feel so lucky at being able to do what I love. Writing has proved to be a fascinating journey – without maps and compass at times – but it is one where I am continually learning.

When a writer looked at an empty computer screen, what did she see? Tristan wondered. A movie screen ready to be lit with faces? A night sky with one small star blinking at the top, a universe ready to be written on? Endless possibilities. Love's endless twists and turns - and all love's impossibilities.