One can never speak enough of the virtues, the dangers, the power of shared laughter.
Writing is a question of finding a certain rhythm. I compare it to the rhythms of jazz. Much of the time life is a sort of rhythmic progression of three characters. If one tells oneself that life is like that, one feels it less arbitrary.
Topics: Authors & Writing, Writers, Writing
I have loved to the point of madness; That which is called madness,
That which to me, Is the only sensible way to love.
There can never be enough said of the virtues, dangers, the power of a shared laugh.
Art must take reality by surprise.
Of course, the illusion of art is to make one believe that great literature is very close to life, but exactly the opposite is true. Life is amorphous, literature is formal.
Topics: Books, Literature
It seems to me that there are two kinds of trickery: the “fronts” people assume before one another’s eyes, and the “front” a writer puts on the face of reality.
Topics: Deception, Deception/Lying
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