All I am is what I create. It's my blessing to share with the world.
That perfect tranquillity of life, which is nowhere to be found but in retreat, a faithful friend and a good library.
All I ask, is the privilege for my masculine part the poet in me. . . . If I must not, because of my sex, have this freedom. . . I lay down my quill and you shall hear no more of me.
Each moment of a happy lover's hour is worth an age of dull and common life.
A poet is a painter in his way, he draws to the life, but in another kind; we draw the nobler part, the soul and the mind; the pictures of the pen shall outlast those of the pencil, and even worlds themselves.
Variety is the soul of pleasure.
Who is't that to woman's beauty would submit, And yet refuse the fetters of their wit?
[The people who run things] are so successful in the way they do it now. They could buy me off with a couple of vintage prints, they could have you do an ad, or give you a ribbon. . . In capitalist countries they reward artists because we're ineffectual.
They might in the future more than ever before engage in hunting beavers.
Larger game teams are often a bit more experienced at working with writers, which is often a huge relief. However, it also means that there are more people wanting to wander around the narrative kitchen telling you how you should be making your story pies.
As a native Washingtonian, I am well aware that childhood obesity is a real problem in our nations capital.