Quotes About Impression

The encore should wrap up the audience's experience of the piece you just played.

When I was 10, we drove to Disney World. When we arrived, what impressed me most was the meticulous attention to detail; there wasn't a gum wrapper anyplace.

It's none of their business that you have to learn how to write. Let them think you were born that way.

Above all, a query letter is a sales pitch and it is the single most important page an unpublished writer will ever write. It's the first impression and will either open the door or close it. It's that important, so don't mess it up. Mine took 17 drafts and two weeks to write.

It's always hard when you're playing someone for a lot of people out there who are going to see the movie after reading the books. There's a communion between a reader and the writer, so people will have an idea who Sirius Black is and I might not be everyone's idea of that.

Writers always know whether you like them or not.

As writers, we are sketching people all the time when we write fiction.

I broke in with four hits, and the writers promptly declared they had seen the new Ty Cobb. It took me only a few days to correct that impression.

The ambition of 'Ten Thousand Saints,' Eleanor Henderson's debut novel about a group of unambitious lost souls, is beautiful. In nearly 400 pages, Henderson does not hold back once: she writes the hell out of every moment, every scene, every perspective, every fleeting impression, every impulse and desire and bit of emotional detritus.

When you're little, every experience writes on the canvas of who you are.

Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader - not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon.

The overdressed traveler betrays more interest in being seen than in seeing.

El camp semblava un enorme mantell desplegat amb un collaret de vellut verd enribetat amb un galó d'argent.

Il avait sa casquette enfoncée sur ses sourcils, et ses deux grosses lèvres tremblotaient, ce qui ajoutait à son visage quelque chose de stupide ; son dos même, son dos tranquille était irritant à voir, et elle y trouvait étalée sur la redingote toute la platitude du personnage.

la pupilla spenta che intravide tra le palpebre malchiuse lo bollò come d'un marchio di fuoco.

Tout ce qui nous entoure, tout ce que nous voyons sans le regarder, tout ce que nous frôlons sans le connaître, tout ce que nous touchons sans le palper, tout ce que nous rencontrons sans le distinguer, a sur nous, sur nos organes et, par eux, sur nos idées, sur notre cÅ"ur lui-même, des effets rapides, surprenants et inexplicables.

Il revoyait en souvenir la jolie cité claire, dégringolant, comme une cascade de maisons plates, du haut de sa montagne dans la mer, mais il ne trouvait plus un mot pour exprimer ce qu'il avait vu, ce qu'il avait senti.

Words are the facial expressions of your mind: They communicate your attitude, personality, and perspective.

Hazte patas de gallo Empecemos por la primera impresión que causas. Hay cuatro factores que contribuyen a que sea buena: tu sonrisa, tu vestimenta, tu apretón de manos y tu vocabulario. Ante todo, sonríe. ¿Qué cuesta sonreír?

There was that touch of melancholy in his fastidious appearance that suggested the atmosphere of frustrated dreams.

He had some impression that happiness was beyond him and everything was coming down, and that life could not be grasped but only lived.

A door behind the desk opened, and a short, wiry man entered. His short-sleeved dress shirt was shiny and unbuttoned down to the navel, revealing a host of gold chains and, uh, bling. His arms were knotted, ropy muscle. Have you ever seen someone who gave you the chills just by entering a room? This guy had that. Even the big bouncer, who had to be a foot taller and a hundred pounds heavier than the short guy, took half a step back. A hush fell over us. The

She coughed into her fist. "I, ahem, don't want to sound didactic or fictitious in any manner," she began, doing a great Woody impression. She had his timing, the speech delay tactics. She had the hand mannerisms. She had the New York accent. It was her best work. "But I may have some important information." Myron

I opened the door. Mr. Grady sat at his desk and peered at me over his reading glasses. His suit jacket was off. He wore a short-sleeve dress shirt that probably fit a few years ago, but now it worked like a tourniquet around his neck and torso. He stood and hoisted his belt up. His pants were olive green. His hair was heavily thinning, pulled back and plastered to his scalp. "Mickey