Quotes About Creativity

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time.

I never met a model I didn't like," says Nick Laws in The Shallow Man (The Dolce Vita Press, 2010/thedolcevitapress.com)

The fiction will seek the real.

Poems, Dramatic and Miscellaneous

But with Taylor in command, he told you what you needed to do here—he had to run everything. You can't do a good job if you do not have a chance to use your imagination or your creativity.

Swearing is an art form. You can express yourself much more directly, much more exactly, much more succinctly, with properly used curse words.

People who are perfectly sane and happy don't make good literature, alas.

To write is to pour one's innermost self passionately upon the tempting paper, at such frantic speed that sometimes one's hand struggles and rebels, overdriven by the impatient god which guides it - and to find, next day, in place of the golden bough that bloomed miraculously in that dazzling hour, a withered bramble and a stunted flower.

The writer who loses his self-doubt, who gives way as he grows old to a sudden euphoria, to prolixity, should stop writing immediately: the time has come for him to lay aside his pen.

The only virtue on which I pride myself is my self-doubt; when a writer loses her self-doubt, the time has come to lay aside her pen.

Writing only leads to more writing.

Two o'clock already! High time for a woman of letters who has turned out badly to go to sleep.

Un uomo che ha guai finanziari è un uomo costretto tutto il tempo ad avere idee per trovare denaro. Non abbiate timore. Quando un individuo deve cavarsela, se la caverà

One can't write of love while making love.

Faites des bêtises, mais faites-les avec enthousiasme

Do not think, as you read this, that I am painting my own portrait. Be patient, it is only my model.

Es horrible pensar, como me pasa cada vez que empiezo un libro, que ya no tengo, que nunca he tenido talento alguno.

car écrire ne conduit qu'à écrire.

When does one stop writing? . . . I thought in the past that the work of writing was like other tasks; the tool is laid down and one cries out in delight: 'Finished!' and you clap your hands, from where there rain down grains of sand that first one believed to be precious . . . It is then that you read in the outlines traced by the grains of sand the words: 'To be continued . . .

Those who are not imitated always get disappointed.

the problem here is that in the 20th century we have lost the relationship between imagination and fact.

You see this dub thing, I was the one who invented it in 1965. People think it came later. But sometimes when I got a song to mix I used to just rub out the lyrics and remake it, and add in all kind of echoes and reverb and all that. Cause to tell you the truth, that is how I was seeing myself–like somebody whose voice got rubbed out.

I always drink at lunchtime. It helps my imagination.

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