“I am excessively slothful, and wonderfully industrious-by fits. There are epochs when any kind of mental exercise is torture, and when nothing yields me pleasure but the solitary communion with the 'mountains & the woods'-the 'altars' of Byron. I have thus rambled and dreamed away whole months, and awake, at last, to a sort of mania for composition. Then I scribble all day, and read all night, so long as the disease endures.” KindLongWholeLastsNightPleasureMonthsFitExerciseMountainDiseaseDepressionEndureWoodsAwakeTortureYieldSolitaryCompositionCommunionAll NightAltarsIndustriousManiaByronScribbles Book:The Portable Edgar Allan Poe Source: The Portable Edgar Allan Poe
“Centres, or centre-pieces of wood, are put by builders under an arch of stone while it is in the process of construction till the keystone is put in. Just such is the use Satan makes of pleasures to construct evil habits upon; the pleasure lasts till the habit is fully formed; but that done the habit may stand eternal. The pleasures are sent for firewood, and the hell begins in this life.” MayDoneUseLastsEvilProcessPleasureHellPiecesHabitEternalStonesWoodsThis LifeSatanConstructionCentreConstructsBuilderArchesKeystonesFirewood Author:Samuel Taylor Coleridge
“There's something about materials like copper, woods, stone, trees, shells. You walk outside and these materials are part of the world before we touched anything. There's a feeling of pleasure that many of us have in materials that have some presence before us, like clay and wood and copper.” WorldFeelingsWalksPleasureTreeMaterialsStonesWoodsTouchedShellsClayCopper Author:Jessica Stockholder
“I am savage enough to prefer the woods, the wilds, and the independence of Monticello, to all the brilliant pleasures of this gaycapital [Paris].” EnoughPleasureIndependenceWoodsBrilliantParisSavages Book:Thomas Jefferson: A Chronology of His Thoughts Source: Thomas Jefferson: A Chronology of His Thoughts
“It gave me great pleasure to think that I could take wood, make it good, and make people like Rockefeller buy it with paper money.” PeopleThinkingPleasurePaperWoodsPaper Money Author:Louise Berliawsky Nevelson
“You can make lots of mistakes, but if you give children avenues for creativity and joy, they will have resources to carry them through. For example, if cooking together, reading, listening to music, coloring, participating in sports, or taking a walk in the woods are paired with pleasure and closeness, throughout life doing these things will kindle old feelings of happiness an/or comfort.” IfsGivingChildrenFeelingsTogetherJoyReadingSportsWalksPleasureMistakeCreativityExampleListeningComfortResourcesCookingWoodsListening To MusicAvenuesParticipatingClosenessKindlesWalk In The WoodsOld Feelings Author:Charlotte Sophia Kasl
“Poesy is a beauteous damsel, chaste, honourable, discreet, witty, retired, and who keeps herself within the limits of propriety. She is a friend of solitude; fountains entertain her, meadows console her, woods free her from ennui, flowers delight her; in short, she gives pleasure and instruction to all with whom she communicates.” GivingPleasureFlowerSolitudeLimitsDelightWittyCommunicateWoodsInstructionFountainRetiredMeadowsConsoleProprietyChasteEnnuiDiscreet Author:Miguel de Cervantes
“You don't love a woman because she is beautiful, but she is beautiful because you love her. Never underestimate the power of love. The way to love anything is to realize it may be lost. The heart has its reasons that reason does not know at all. Music is love in search of a word. There is pleasure in the pathless woods; there is a rapture on the lonely shore; There is society, where none intrudes, by the deep sea, and music in its roar.” KnowsWayHeartMayDoeReasonBeautifulLife IsLostRealizingPleasureMarriageSeaMusic IsLonelyConvictionWoodsSpiteShoreUnderestimateRaptureLife HappinessPower Of LoveNever UnderestimateDeep SeaShe Is Beautiful Author:Lord Byron
“I have friends who are capable of writing a very rough draft and then going back and embroidering - they're sort of the cathedral builders of fiction. I never really know what I'm doing, and all my pleasure's on the level of the line. It's a weird way to move forward. It's kind of like a way to caterpillar your way through these great woods. The best ones, whatever I feel like I'm writing about, some other secret thing will begin to come into focus.” KnowsWayFeelsWritingKindMovingLinesPleasureLevelsSecretFictionFocusCapableWoodsMoving ForwardRoughBuilderCathedralsCaterpillarsRough Drafts Author:Karen Russell