John C. Hawkes Quotes
I'm only interested in fiction that in some way or other voices the very imagination which is conceiving it.
Quotes to Explore
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Woodstock had a tremendous impact on American artistic life.
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I do all of my good thinking at over 65 miles per hour. The speed limit is, luckily, the same speed as my brainstorming speed.
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When I write, I create really absurd situations which become false because I am after the joke.
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I never did a dirty armpit. You can look dirty, but you can't be dirty.
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I'm excited that I get to do what I love, and I'm benefiting through projects that speak to me.
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I'm superstitious... but not like wear the same underwear for two weeks superstitious.
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I think a lot of playwrights have a script in their bottom drawer that hopefully no one will ever see about a bunch of young people sharing a flat and getting up to crazy stuff.
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I tell you, in this world, being a little crazy helps to keep you sane.
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For me, it's hard to keep up with trends. I just go for the roles and movies that I feel I could add value to, or contribute to, that I feel I could portray.
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As a competitor, I want to continue to keep turning the chapters and keep challenging myself.
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I rarely think about myself that much. I really don't.
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In business, you're the Chief Salesman. Create a sense of demand, rather than waiting to have demand.
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It's kind of fun to do the impossible.
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I just want get to as high as I can go. I think that's the safest and most politically correct thing I can say. I'm not trying to take anyone's spot. I want to create my own lane and shoot to the sky.
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I don't even listen to hip-hop anymore. All my friends are white and over 40.
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Committing yourself to one person is sacred.
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What I've always tried to find in my books are points at which the private lives of the characters, and also my own, intersect with the public life of the culture.
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The failure is the man who stays down when he falls.
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When I like a musician I want to see a picture or a video of them.
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The basis of action is lack of imagination. It is the last resource of those who know not how to dream.
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Bint-Anath was approaching, her many-pleated, floor-length sheath floating scarlet around her, her slim shoulders visible under a billowing white flounced cloak, and the long black ringlets of her wig already glistening with melted wax... She was like a goddess, like Hathor herself, moving lightly in the circle of reverence the guests had provided, her pair of massive Shardana guards towering beside her and her exquisitely gowned and painted retinue behind.
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I'm only interested in fiction that in some way or other voices the very imagination which is conceiving it.
