I think it would be well, and proper, and obedient, and pure, to grasp your one necessity and not let it go, to dangle from it limp wherever it takes you. Then even death, where you’re going no matter how you live, cannot you part.
Every book has an intrinsic impossibility, which its writer discovers as soon as his first excitement dwindles.
You do not have to sit outside in the dark. If, however, you want to look at the stars, you will find that darkness is necessary. But the stars neither require nor demand it.
At its best, the sensation of writing is that of any unmerited grace. It is handed to you, but only if you look for it. You search, you break your heart, your back, your brain, and then–and only then–it is handed to you.
Wondering Whom to Read Next?
- Alice Walker American Novelist, Activist
- Joan Didion American Essayist, Novelist, Memoirist
- Cynthia Ozick American Novelist, Essayist
- Anne Lamott American Novelist
- Joyce Maynard American Novelist
- Carol Shields Canadian Author, Academic
- Sylvia Plath American Poet, Novelist
- Maya Angelou American Poet
- Fannie Flagg American Comedian, Novelist
- Wendell Berry American Author, Environmentalist