Quotes About Passion

I have learned, on my journeys, that if I let a day go by without writing, I grow uneasy. Two days and I am in tremor. Three and I suspect lunacy. Four and I might as well be a hog, suffering the flux in a wallow.

Let the world burn through you. Throw the prism light, white hot, on paper. Make your own individual spectroscopic reading.

It learned you can't love anything too much in this world.

Irritations and angers aside, what about loves? What do you love most in the world? The big and little things, I mean.

Fire balloons.

I'm soaked to the skin with emotion.

Be pragmatic, then. If you're not happy with the way your writing has gone, you might give my method a try. If you do, I think you might easily find a new definition for Work. And the word is LOVE. 1973

Where would you like to go? What would you really like to do with your life?

Yo soy un escritor apasionado, no intelectual, lo que quiere decir que mis personajes tienen que adelantarse a mí para vivir la historia. Si mi intelecto los alcanza demasiado pronto, toda la aventura puede quedar empantanada en la duda y en innumerables juegos mentales.

Everything I've ever done was done with excitement, because I wanted to do it, because I loved doing it.

If it rubs off, it means I'm in love.

It has nothing to do with pay. Either you love what you are doing or... Look, I wrote for years, and I wasn't paid. My love carried me through all those years.

spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history.

What does your character want, what is his dream, what shape has it, and how expressed?

If there is no feeling, there cannot be great art.

Since then, I have never listened to anyone who criticized my taste in space travel, sideshows or gorillas.

if you are writing without zest, without gusto, without love, without fun, you are only half a writer. It

Quemémoslo todo, absolutamente todo. El fuego es brillante y limpio.

Or did you have your fingernails honed on a whetsone, my darling?

He wanted to be seen. He wished to drown me in his need.

Everything I did was pure love. Pure love. And if you live that way, you've had a great life. - 'Ray Bradbury: the last interview and other conversations' by Sam Weller (p.92)

Y para eso escribo, escribo, escribo, al mediodía o a las tres de la madrugada. Para no estar muerto.

Yakmak bir zevkti.

Not to write, for many of us, is to die.