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Someone once said that if you steal from one writer, it’s called plagiarism, but if you steal from several, it’s called research. So steal from everybody, but steal only a sentence or a phrase at a time. If you use much more than that, you must get permission and then give credit.
Gary Provost, 100 Ways to Improve Your Writing: Proven Professional Techniques for Writing With Style and Power
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals–sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
Gary Provost, 100 Ways to Improve Your Writing: Proven Professional Techniques for Writing With Style and Power
Will I be something? Am I something? And the answer comes: You already are. You always were. And you still have time to be. - Anis Mojgani
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What’s the difference between a pickpocket and peeping tom? A pickpocket snatches watches.
Redd Foxx, Laff of the Party
The difference between fiction and reality? Fiction has to make sense.
Tom Clancy (via wordpainting)
He was right! It is vanity it is pride! It is the hubris of rationalism to always attack the prophet, the mystic, the god. It is our blasphemy which has made us great, and will sustain us, and which the gods secretly admire in us.--All the truly sacred names of God are blasphemous things to speak!
Roger Zelazny, A Rose for EcclesiastesÂ
A man is made of memories. It is all we are. Captured moments, the smell of a place, scenes played out time and again on a small stage. We are memories, strung on storylines - the tales we tell ourselves about ourselves, falling through our lives into tomorrow.
Mark Lawrence, King of Thorns
Everything we see has already happened.
Self
You desire to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.
Henri Frederic Amiel (via fyp-philosophy)
“Personality is socially constructed, genetically constructed, linguistically constructed, constructed by upbringing. Where the postmoderns go wrong is in positing a nullity behind all that. It’s not a nullity, it’s something raw and frightening and bottomless.”
Jonathan Franzen
(...) all creative culture is built on plagiarism, literary debt, appropriation, incorporation, retelling, rewriting, recapitulation, revision, reprise, thematic creation, ironic retake, parody, imitation, stylistic debt, pastiches, collages, and deliberate assemblages.
Drew Christie in an op-ed for the New York Times.Â
And your way, is it really your way? […] What, moreover, can you call your own? The house you live in, the food you swallow, the clothes you wear — you neither built the house nor raised the food nor made the clothes. […] The same goes for your ideas. You moved into them ready-made.
Henry Miller, Stand Still Like the Hummingbird
Substantially all ideas are second-hand, consciously and unconsciously drawn from a million outside sources, and daily used by the garnerer with a pride and satisfaction born of the superstition that he originated them.
Mark Twain, in a lively letter to Helen KellerÂ
Men sit in the snow of the Himalayas, and do not care to wear any garment. What is heat? What is cold? Let things come and go, what is that to me, I am not the body.
Swami Vivekananda
That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thatkindofwoman)
I value progressive relationships, stagnancy is poison and I can’t stick around for what ifs. I crave growth. I’m constantly evolving.
Malanda, Overlyxclusive  (via somecompany)
Man is ignorant of the nature of his own being and powers. Even his idea of his limitations is based on experience of the past, and every step in his progress extends his empire. There is therefore no reason to assign theoretical limits, to what he may be or what he may do.
Aleister Crowley, Magick in Theory and Practice (via secretworkings)
