“I was born in North London in 1947. I didn't learn to read until I was almost 8-partly bad schooling, and partly I suspect slight dyslexic problems. My father, driven mad by this, taught me to read. At 9 I began writing.” WritingProblemFatherBornTaughtMadLondonDrivenSuspectsPartingSchoolingDyslexic Author:Tanith Lee
“I suspect there are two kinds of novelists. Those who have a point of view and have something to say and then write a novel in order to say that thing, and those of us who write the book in order to find out what we think about that thing.” ThinkingWritingKindTwoBookOrderViewsNovelPoint Of ViewNovelistsSuspects Author:Neil Gaiman
“I've always considered writing the most hateful kind of work. I suspect it's a bit like fucking - which is fun only for amateurs. Old whores don't do much giggling.” WritingKindFunBitsSuspectsHateful Author:Hunter S. Thompson
“In the nineteenth century one had to give all sorts of guarantees and lead an exemplary life in order to cleanse oneself in the eyes of the bourgeois of the sin of writing, for literature is, in essence, heresy. The situation has not changed except that it is now the Communists, that is, the qualified representatives of the proletariat, who as a matter of principle regard the writer as suspect.” GivingWritingMatterEyeOrderLiteratureSinSituationPrinciplesCenturyChangedEssenceRegardOneselfGuaranteesSuspectsCommunistRepresentativesQualifiedHeresyBourgeoisNineteenth CenturyProletariatExemplary Author:Jean-Paul Sartre
“I have read many definitions of what is a conservationist, and written not a few myself, but I suspect that the best one is written not with a pen, but with an axe. It is a matter of what a man thinks about while chopping, or while deciding what to chop. A conservationist is one who is humbly aware that with each stroke he is writing his signature on the face of his land.” ThinkingMenWritingMatterFacesWrittenLandDefinitionsSuspectsPensStrokesSignaturesChopping Book:A Sand County Almanac, and Sketches Here and There Source: A Sand County Almanac, and Sketches Here and There