Quotes About Creativity

Each man is his own poem, Levi. Keep yours a good one.

But what if scrambling to pay the bills takes every minute of your day, every ounce of your creativity? What if you can't afford an au pair? What if you can't even afford an ordinary babysitter?

glassblowing?" Noah shook his head. "My

What puts you so in the zone that hours and hours pass and you've barely glanced at the clock? If money were no issue, what is the thing you feel so passionately about that you'd do it for free? What do you care about enough to want to put in the time required to get better and better at it?

John Lennon once said that whenever he had an idea, he'd scribble it on a piece of paper and throw it in a drawer. When the drawer was full, he knew it was time for a new album.

I have a huge, active imagination, and I think I'm really scared of being alone because if I'm left to my own devices, I'll just turn into a madwoman.

Neyin var Arezki? Mutsuz görünüyorsun. Bir odam?z olsun istemedik mi? Var i?te. Yanyanay?z. Nedir seni üzen? Neyin eksik? -Evet do?ru görüyorsun. Bir ?eyim eksik. Sana bunu anlatamam. Dü? gücüm eksik. Gelece?i canland?ram?yorum gözümde. Dü?ler al?p ba?lar?n? gittiler, geri gelmiyorlar…

Ik ben niet bevreesd, noch voor de ouderdom noch voor de dood, maar berusting is me schrikbeeld. Nooit zou ik aan de oevers waar braafheid en gezapigheid wonen, willen aanleggen. Ik ben nu vijfentachtig, ik schrijf nog steeds en ik zou nog tot liefhebben in staat zijn.

Basically, the world is a giant shithole. But some of us are capable of imagining something better.

Basically it means the world's a giant shithole, but some of us are capable of imagining something better.

Therese looked in vain, even for the dangling string. "Why did you do it?" Her voice was shrill with tears. "It was such a beautiful kite!" "It's only a kite!" Richard repeated. "I can make another kite!

He left a trail like a meteor, and everyone finds their own version of Charles Dickens.

He then fell into the state of apprehension and despondency usual to writers as they wait for a verdict on their work.

But even now, a full century after he wrote his first school poem, scratched out in startlingly plain words on onion skin paper with a number two pencil, his heart and soul remain as fresh and brave as ever. Hemingway lives.

You've heard about the knitter's handshake? Two hands go in for the grab-and-shake, but at the last minute, they veer to the closest sleeve or band and grab it instead while we ask, "Did you knit this?

A funny thing happens when more than one knitter gathers in a public place. A solo knitter, presuming she is a woman, quickly fades into the backdrop like a potted palm or a quietly nursing mother. ... A single knitter is shorthand for "nothing to see here, move on." But when knitters gather, we become incongruously conspicuous. We are a species that other people aren't used to seeing in flocks, like a cluster of Corgis, a dozen Elvis impersonators waiting for the elevator.

All knitting is choreography.

Asking a knitter what he or she plans on doing with the yarn he or she just bought is like asking a squirrel what it plans on doing with that nut it just buried under a pile of leaves.

Nothing is a stronger cultural lightning rod than two needles and a ball of yarn. But

Hand-dyers are never in competition with each other. Rather, we push each other to expand our worlds.

And really, does anybody believe that Michelangelo just decided to carve the David one day and went out and bought a slab of marble?

You are the boss of your knitting and can do what you like; there is no "wrong" in knitting as long as you are pleased with the results.

My imagination can picture no fairer happiness than to continue living for art.

Composing gives me great pleasure... there is nothing that surpasses the joy of creation, if only because through it one wins hours of self-forgetfulness, when one lives in a world of sound.