Big Thoughts, Human-sized Canvas
They know how much of the support should show through as the pigment is applied, what details aren’t necessary. They suggest, and let their viewer fill in whatever else is needed to make the communication complete. They aren’t afraid…
Anybody who shifts gears when he writes for children is likely to wind up stripping his gears… There is a difference between writing for children and for adults. I am lucky, though, as I seldom seem to have my audience in mind…
If I had to name the QuoteSnack muses, they’d be Curiosity and her cousin Stubborn. I Know I am going to look until I find, even when I don’t feel like it. I have faith that this discipline is good for me, and I believe I…
I hear I am one of the most successful living poets in the world these days. And if someone asked me, “How in the hell did that ever happen?” I could respond, “Well, I worked my butt off, and I have been lucky at poker, and…”
“I just know it’s what I want to do,” she said, “but…”
Her voice trailed off, and for a time they walked in silence. The tang of the sea was in the air. The Otherworld stars wheeled and spun in constellations unfamiliar to Cat’s…
We are entering a very singular world together. The world of public discourse – political, social, diplomatic, commercial – has so corrupted language that we are rightly more suspicious of the meaning of words than we are convinced of…
The literal details of writing involve one’s own physiology and metabolism. You begin from a standing start and have to accelerate yourself to the point of cerebration where the words are coming – well, and in order. All…
I took down one of them at random. It stood at the very end of the shelf, was called LIFE’S ADVENTURE, or some such title, by Mary Carmichael, and was published in this very month of October. It seems to be her first book, I said to myself, but one must…
I’m trying something new!
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Here I am at three in the morning, three hours after Earth Day, unable to sleep, unwilling to let the sun come up without having excerpted Rachel Carson.
Rachel Carson wrote Silent Spring (1962). In 1958 a friend wrote to her for…
One ownership does not cancel out the other. Alice subtracted one from 365, demonstrating that there are indeed 364 un-birthdays in a year – and of course Humpty Dumpty had to check her work. Humpty Dumpty…
In the love of truth which leads to a knowledge of it lies not only the hope of humanity but its safety. Deep down we feel that, as every human being has a right to air and water, so he has a right to food, clothing, light, heat, work, education, love…
