Why then the world’s mine oyster / Which I with sword will open.
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
True translation is transparent: it does not obscure the original, does not stand in its light, but rather allows pure language.
Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue.
“If a student works rigorously, no topic is truly foolish.”
The head that will become a skull is already empty. Madness is the déjà-là of death.
Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind’s elation.
O, damn you and your Paris fads!
“No grand idea was ever born in a conference, but a lot of foolish ideas have died there.”
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
“We read, frequently if not unknowingly, in search of a mind more original than our own.” ––Harold Bloom
“Time is a river which sweeps me along, but I am the river.”
––Jorge Luis Borges
Thought is the thought of thought.
Think globally, act locally.
“Science can amuse and fascinate us all, but it is engineering that changes the world.”
A short story must have a single mood and every sentence must build towards it.
My best sources are my travels and my collection of National Geographic.