Eudora Welty Quotes
Ever since I was first read to, then started reading to myself, there has never been a line read that I didn't hear. As my eyes followed the sentence, a voice was saying it silently to me. It isn't my mother's voice, or the voice of any person I can identify, certainly not my own. It is human, but inward, and it is inwardly that I listen to it. It is to me the voice of the story or the poem itself.
Eudora Welty
Quotes to Explore
I used to think, 'I'm going to write.' I knew that from quite early on, but I also thought, 'Maybe I'll be an explorer or a spy,' and it all came from books.
Lisa Tuttle
For minority actors, developing our own projects has to be the eventual path. We have a lot of stories to tell and a really unique voice. But none of that is going to be heard as long as we're just the hired hands, acting.
Jimmy Smits
There is no separation between mind and body... Self and other co-arise and fall away all the time.
Deepak Chopra
I don't have a religion, but I respect them.
Paul Watson
I'm pretty good at weaseling my way into a job, even if I have no business being there.
Aubrey Plaza
I often say that I want to write like Tupac rapped. I could listen to his album, and within a few minutes, I could go from thinking deeply to laughing to crying to partying.
Angie Thomas
We are born, we live, we disappear. One of the chilling aspects of history is the swiftness with which it carries us into oblivion.
David Ebershoff
I love finding ways to make familiar characters into someone unique.
Annaleigh Ashford
I've tried, in 'Bloodmoney,' to tell a story that gets at the crazy relationship between the ISI and the CIA, these absolutely fascinating, often mutually destructive two scorpions in a bottle kind of relationship that they have.
David Ignatius
My father was frightened of his mother; I was frightened of my father, and I am damned well going to see to it that my children are frightened of me.
King George V
As he was pummeled into one tight spot after another, emerging each time breathless and in amazed chagrin, Bryan flushed, with spots of anger in his cheeks. His whole body sagged. Before our very eyes, he became a beaten man.
E. Haldeman-Julius
Ever since I was first read to, then started reading to myself, there has never been a line read that I didn't hear. As my eyes followed the sentence, a voice was saying it silently to me. It isn't my mother's voice, or the voice of any person I can identify, certainly not my own. It is human, but inward, and it is inwardly that I listen to it. It is to me the voice of the story or the poem itself.
Eudora Welty
