By Peter Amos I’m not a writer. At least I’ve never thought of myself that way. I put letters into peculiar order, shuffle them, share them with – anyone – but “writer” is the sort of word that belongs in a one-sentence bio and never feels right to say aloud. Calling oneself “a writer” implies a […]
Those who find ugly meanings in beautiful things are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. Those who find beautiful meanings in beautiful things are the cultivated. For these there is hope. They are the elect to whom beautiful things mean only Beauty.
There is no such thing as a moral or an immoral book. Books are well written, or poorly written. That is all.
“You have to put in many, many, many tiny efforts that nobody sees or appreciates before you achieve anything worthwhile.”
“If critics say your work “stinks” it’s because they want it to stink and they can
make it stink by scaring you into conformity with their comfortable little
standards. Standards so low that they can no longer be considered “dangerous”
but set in place in their compartmental understandings.”
It is the function of art to renew our perception. What we are familiar with we cease to see. The writer shakes up the familiar scene, and, as if by magic, we see a new meaning in it.
“Remember that fear always lurks behind perfectionism. Confronting your fears and allowing yourself the right to be human can, paradoxically, make you a happier and more productive person.”
—David M. Burns
Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do, so, throw off the bowlines, sail away from safe harbor, and catch the trade winds in your sails.
Explore . . . Dream . . . Discover.