Quotes About Creativity

Sanat s?n?r?larda cereyan eden bir tür deneydir.

I've gotten to make my living by my imagination. That's a lovely thing.

What stirs lyrical poets to their finest flights is neither the delight of the senses nor the fruitful contentment of the settled couple; not the satisfaction of love, but its passion. And passion means suffering.

Nothing is duller than a progression of common chords. One wants some contrast, which breaks up the clear white light and makes it iridescent.

I picture the vast realm of the sciences as an immense landscape scattered with patches of dark and light. The goal towards which we must work is either to extend the boundaries of the patches of light, or to increase their number. One of these tasks falls to the creative genius; the other requires a sort of sagacity combined with perfectionism.

Prawda ma swoje strony uderzajÄ…ce, które siÄ™ chwyta, gdy siÄ™ ma talent. - Tak, gdy siÄ™ ma talent. Ale gdy ktoÅ› nie ma? - Gdy nie ma, nie powinien pisa?.

You are going to say that I am amusing myself and that because I do not know what to do with my two travellers any more, I am throwing myself into allegory, which is the usual recourse of sterile minds.

If we love truth more than the fine arts, let us pray to God for some iconoclasts.

Write naked. That means to write what you would never say. Write in blood. As if ink is so precious you can't waste it. Write in exile, as if you are never going to get home again, and you have to call back every detail.

Write naked. Write in exile. Write in blood.

Three Rules To Write By Write naked. That means to write what you would never say. Write in blood. As if ink is so precious you can't waste it. Write in exile as if you are never going to get home again, and you have to call back every detail. Denis Johnson

Write the unpublishable...and then publish it.

You are your own scriptwriter and the play is never finished, no matter what your age or position in life.

You can have mythic allusions in houses with flat roofs, and you can also play on the roof.

To say that I enjoyed writing... is like saying I enjoy having fingers and toes. It's difficult to imagine life without them.

In 1989 I retired from Bell Laboratories to become a full-time writer. Not that I didn't enjoy my engineering career, but rather I liked being a novelist just a bit better.

There seemed to be little rhyme or reason as to why one day snatching the correct words from the ether was like opening a faucet and other days it was like opening a vein

You should write because some stray scrap of your soul is trying to manifest itself verbally.

You just don't know writers. They'll use anything, anybody. They'll eat their young.

My only regret is to die four pages too soon.

This verse uses the Hebrew word milacha to refer to work instead of the more common word avoda. Milacha is not truly translatable; it is best understood as creative work—work that produces something.

I wrote about the night bird cries, the sea sounds and the lonely barking, and I liked what I wrote in flashes; but something was wrong with it. There is always something wrong with writing. So I tore the paper up at last, liking the untouched memory so much better, not wanting it forced into the insincerity of words.

That is the effort, the labour of the Antillean imagination, rebuilding its gods from bamboo frames, phrase by phrase.

Here is where a real fresco should be painted, one without importance, but one with real faith, mapless, Historyless.