"I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living."
"Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it."
"If something hurtful enters your body, you create something beautiful to protect yourself from it"
"Everything I've ever let go of has claw marks on it."
"Creativity is like wading out into the ocean. You wade out to the point where you can't touch the bottom, you're a little scared, and that's where you do your best work."
"If you wish to be loved, love."
"People on the outside think there's something magical about writing, that you go up in the attic at midnight and cast the bones and come down in the morning with a story, but it isn't like that. You sit in back of the typewriter and you work, and that's all there is to it."
"Why do i write? Perhaps in order not to go mad. Or, on the contrary, to touch the bottom of madness."
"I heard someone say somewhere that it's possible to write the sickness out of yourself. And who knows, maybe someone will benefit"
"Write beautifully what others don't want to hear."
"It's none of their business that you have to learn to write. Let them think you were born that way."
"I know my limits. That's why I go beyond them."
"Your writing must have the power to change your audience."
"The purpose of art is washing the dust of daily life off our souls."
"There is nothing to writing. You just sit at a typewriter and bleed."
"Step into a scene and let it drip from your fingers."
"Writing - you do it because it would be a suicide not to do it."
"And after a few more tornadoes we'll dance this storm away."
"A drop of ink can make a million think."
"Всички пътища водят към утрото."
  • Midnight memories
  • JoinedJanuary 29, 2015



Stories by Birdy
Пустиня by faileys
Пустиня
Когато гола пред вас стоя, когато останала съм само по душа... Намерете ме там -някъде из думите, -някъде из...
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Птици by faileys
Птици
Версиите на Аз-а са птици, които летят между страниците, изписани с поезия. Защото поезията е именно онази ни...
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Autumn breeze by faileys
Autumn breeze
Когато на душата ѝ е дъждовно, духът нейде скита из лятото, разумът е скован от вечен мраз, а в сърцето се за...
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