apoetreflects:

“It took me years to understand that words are often as important as experience, because words make experience last”

—Willie Morris

tylerdehate:

I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn’t know who I was - I was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room I’d never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked at the cracked high ceiling and really didn’t know who I was for about fifteen strange seconds. I wasn’t scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.

Jack Kerouac - On The Road

apoetreflects:

“My second day of work is a bust as far as getting into writing.  I suffer as always from the fear of putting down the first line.  It is amazing the terrors, the magic, the prayers, the straitening shyness that assails one.”

—John Steinbeck

apoetreflects:

“No matter how piercing and appalling his insights, the desolation creeping over his outer world, the lurid lights and shadows of his inner world, the writer must live with hope, work in faith.”

—J. B. Priestley