Quotes About Inspiration

He taught me to wander. He taught me that you don't have to climb a mountain to stand on top of the world.

Theodore Finch, in search of the Great Manifesto.

I like to think that the colors and sounds and words have nothing to do with him, that they're all me and my own brilliant, complicated, buzzing, humming, soaring, roaring, diving, godlike brain.

Sometimes there's beauty in the tough words- it's all in how you read them.

I curl up on my bed, propped against my pillows, books spread across the comforter. Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own—my words are gone. Right now, I'm into the Brontë sisters.

Ideias pra músicas. Anotações aleatórias. Coisa que vão se tornar músicas. Coisas sobre as quais talvez eu escreva algum dia, ou que comecei mas não terminei porque não eram suficientes. Se uma música for feita pra durar, a carregamos conosco.

It was funny about writing. It was like flying or driving or playing an instrument. When you were doing it like you were supposed to be doing it, you knew it right inside of you. You could feel that this was the way it should be. But when you wrote a word that you didn't believe in, that didn't fit, it stuck out just like a bumpy landing or a bad turn or a false note.

Because as tough as she is, she needs something to believe in.

Non importa se non abbiamo mai filmato le nostre peregrinazioni. Non importa se non abbiamo preso dei souvenir o non abbiamo avuto il tempo di organizzare i dati raccolti, in modo che avessero un senso compiuto per gli altri. Il fatto è che ora ho capito: non è importante quello che si prende, ma quello che ci si lascia dietro.

and the rest of Sales, Marketing, and Publicity) have created the brightest of places for me to live, breathe, and work, and I am thrilled out of my head to be there.

Make it lovely.

who remains a wise mentor and cherished friend.

Thanks most of all to my beautiful mother and fellow author, Penelope Niven, who made the world lovelier just by being in it.

By the way? For what it's worth, you showed me something, Ultraviolet— there is such a thing as a perfect day.

If I do anything, I have to start over, but all I have is fragments of ideas. Just places.

I like the idea of something that can give you those feelings all the time.

for Christ's sake, stay alive.

Germ—Ask a Parent, book playlists, monthly soundtracks, lists of places where girls like me can get involved. One of the things I want to create is a Wander section where readers can send in pictures or videos of their favorite grand, small, bizarre, poetic, nothing-ordinary sites.

The only thing I leave alone is the ceiling, because white contains all the wavelengths of the visible spectrum at full brightness. Okay, this is technically true of white light and not white paint, but I don't care. I tell myself that all the colors are there anyway, and this gives me an idea. I think of writing it as a song, but instead I sign onto the computer and send a message to Violet. You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.

Niech wzrok twój w sÅ'oÅ"ce, dech twój w wicher przejdzie...JesteÅ› wszystkimi kolorami jednoczeÅ›nie, w najwiÄ™kszej ich jaskrawoÅ›ci.

books spread across the comforter. Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people's words, not my own—my words are gone.

Remember what Michelangelo said about the sculpture being inside the stone - it was there from the beginning, and his job was the bring it out. Violet mother

What better and more...appropriate way to start off...the semester than by beginning...with the highest point?

Ho imparato che a questo mondo c'è qualcosa di buono, se si sa dove cercare. Ho imparato che non tutte le persone sono una delusione, me compreso, e che sopra una collina alta 383 metri si può provare un'ebbrezza maggiore che in cima a una torre se hai accanto la persona giusta.