Saturday, December 29, 2012
Saturday, December 1, 2012
When you started writing, in high school or college, it wasn’t out of a wish to be published, or to be successful, or even to win a lovely award like the one you’re receiving tonight. It was in response to the wondrousness and humiliation of being alive. Remember?
—Jeffrey Eugenides, 2012 Whiting Award speech
Saturday, November 24, 2012
Ian McEwan, in my opinion, makes superb airborne reading. Just the best. Jonathan Franzen, by contrast, reads better on trains. I have never found anyone who is fun to read on a bus. Certainly not Marcel Proust.
Joe Queenan / One for the Books
Friday, November 23, 2012
“I’ve been as bad an influence on American literature as anyone I can think of.” —Dashiell Hammett
Monday, October 29, 2012
If you imagine writing 1,000 words a day, which most journalists do, that would be a very long book a year.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
“A room without books is like a body without a soul.”—G.K. Chesterton
Friday, October 12, 2012
Don’t you know this, that words are doctors to a diseased temperament?
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
People who read books probably never bother to wonder if their favorite writers are also good parents. Why would they?
Kelly Link / Magic for Beginners
Saturday, October 6, 2012
Perhaps writing opens up a parallel universe into which, one by one, we’ll move all our dearest memories and rearrange them as we please.
Perhaps this is why all memoirists lie. We alter the truth on paper so as to alter it in fact: we lie about our past and invent surrogate memories the better to make sense of our lives and live the life we know was truly ours. We write about our life, not to see it as it was but to see it as we wish others might see it, so we may borrow their gaze and begin to see our life through their eyes, not ours.
André Aciman / Alibis
Sunday, September 30, 2012
Reading furnishes the mind only with materials of knowledge; it is thinking that makes what we read ours.
Wednesday, September 26, 2012
“Reading a book is like re-writing it for yourself. You bring to a novel, anything you read, all your experience of the world. You bring your history and you read it in your own terms.”—Angela Carter
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
“Anxiety is the hand maiden of creativity.” —T.S. Eliot
Sunday, August 12, 2012
The first mistake of art is to assume that it’s serious.
The problem with influences is that the thing or person you say is an influence has to accept some of the blame for what you’ve done.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
It was said that you could tell who were someone’s best friends because they were the ones he never saw—only a true friend would accept being endlessly put off.
Edmund White, City Boy
Love is a source of anxiety until it is a source of boredom
Edmund White, City Boy