The pen is the tongue of the soul; as are the thoughts engendered there, so will be the things written.
Hold your pen and spare your voice.
'Dog Days' was recorded with pens and the wall, and half a stolen drum kit that was out of tune, in what was basically a cupboard. The only instrument I could really play was my voice, so we just layered everything a hundred times. It was enthusiasm over skill.
Time wastes too fast : every letter I trace tells me with what rapidity Life follows my pen ; the days and hours of it, more precious, my dear Jenny! than the rubies about thy neck, are flying over our heads like light clouds of a windy day, never to return more -- every thing presses on -- whilst thou are twisting that lock, -- see! it grows grey ; and every time I kiss thy hand to bid adieu, and every absence which follows it, are preludes to that eternal separation which we are shortly to make!
I have, before now, waited for a pen to perform a macro.
Ideas come at any moment -- except when you demand them. Most ideas come while I'm physically active, at the gym, with friends, gardening, so I always carry pen and paper. My first draft is always written in longhand. But once the first dozen chapters, more like short stories, are written, then momentum builds until I can't leave the project until it's done.
The pen is the tongue of the hand; a silent utterer of words for the eye.
When you are telling your story, hold your own ink pen. Don't let anybody else tell your story.
I am a man-pen. I feel through the pen, because of the pen.
I know I am made from this earth, as my mother's hands were made from this earth, as her dreams came from this earth and all that I know, I know in this earth, the body of the bird, this pen, this paper, these hands, this tongue speaking, all that I know speaks to me through this earth.
It is through the tongue, the pen, and the press that truth is principally propagated.
My self . . . is a dramatic ensemble. Here a prophetic ancestor makes his appearance. Here a brutal hero shouts. Here an alcoholic bon vivant argues with a learned professor. Here a lyric muse, chronically love-struck, raises her eyes to heaven. Her papa steps forward, uttering pedantic protests. Here the indulgent uncle intercedes. Here the aunt babbles gossip. Here the maid giggles lasciviously. And I look upon it all with amazement, the sharpened pen in my left hand.
Your heart, Mary Karr, he'd say. His pen touched my sternum, and it felt for all the world like the point of a dull spear as he said, Your heart knows what your head don't. Or won't.
I have suffered, like other writers, from indolence, irresolution, distaste to my work, absence of 'inspiration,' and all that: but I have also found that sitting down, however reluctantly, with the pen in my hand, I have never worked for one quarter of an hour without finding myself in full train.
I try not to get analytical in the writing process. I try to just kind of keep the flow from my brain to my hand as far as the pen is concerned and go with the moment and go with my guts.
A novelist can’t be without a kimono and pen!(Shigure)
There is always a sheet of paper. There is always a pen. There is always a way out.
I bought a seven-dollar pen because I always lose pens and I got sick of not caring.
Let there be gall enough in thy ink, though thou write with a goose-pen, no matter.
Every drop of ink in my pen ran cold.
To hold a pen is to be at war.
The pen is mightier than the sword ... if the sword is very short, and the pen is very sharp.
No man was more foolish when he had not a pen in his hand, or more wise when he had
Some people are in charge of pens who shouldn't be in charge of brooms.
A nation's poets are its true owners; and by the stroke of the pen they convey the title-deeds of its real possessions to strangers and aliens.
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