Quotes about pen

I am obnoxious to each carping tongue/ Who says my hand a needle better fits./ A poet's pen all scorn I should thus wrong/ For such despite they cast on female wits;/ If what I do prove well, it won't advance,/ They'll say it's stolen, or else, it was by chance.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

Decisions are the privilege we’ve been granted to have a hand in penning the script of our lives. And in the writing, the question is not the availability of the paper or the pen. The question is the wisdom to use them rightly.

What would behoove me to instantly declare God not to be God unless He followed my script in some tediously exacting manner? I must confess that I am less likely to believe that it’s a matter of some narcissistic demand that I freely pen my own script. Rather, I think it’s fear that I’m too inadequate to follow God’s.

I mostly want to remind her of the recipes of healing, and give her my own made-on-the spot remedy for the easing of her pain. I tell her, “Get a pen. Stop crying so you can write this down and start working on it tonight.” My remedy is long. But the last item on the list says: “When you wake up and find yourself living someplace where there is nobody you love and trust, no community, it is time to leave town – to pack up and go (you can even go tonight). And where you need to go is any place wh

Muses are fickle, and many a writer, peering into the voice, has escaped paralysis by ascribing the creative responsibility to a talisman: a lucky charm, a brand of paper, but most often a writing instrument. Am I writing well? Thank my pen. Am I writing badly? Don't blame me blame my pen. By such displacements does the fearful imagination defend itself.

Pen-bereavement is a serious matter.

She looked at her hand: Just some hand, holding a cheap pen. Some girls’ hand. She had nothing to do with that hand. Let that hand do whatever it wanted to.

If life’s pen passion is ink!

And speaking of this wonderful machine:[840] I’m puzzled by the difference between, the kind Which goes on solely in the poet’s mind,A testing of performing words, while he,The other kind, much more decorous, whenHe’s in his study writing with a pen. In method B the hand supports the thought,The abstract battle is concretely fought.The pen stops in mid-air, then swoops to bar[850] A canceled sunset or restore a star,And thus it physically guides the phraseToward faint daylight through the inky m

You made a writer keep faith in his pen.

When people starts to enjoy a writer's pen, he becomes a legend even if his stories are neither long nor publicly surrounded by expectations.

Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me your poetry.

What is in the pencil is greater than what is around it. The talents in you are greater than the environment surrounding you. Your potentials will change your environment.

If everyone took his pen and wrote just anything that came on his mind, we would greatly help researchers to understand how our minds work

A torpid heart in agony needs a pen to bleed

Tickle my heart with your pen. Write me for all to read. Bind our love inside a book. Make me, your poetry.

Power in society is achieved through control of the purse, pen, and politics.

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world.

Writing is a disease of the mind, which is expressed through a pen.

When that little clock on my wall says “Olaotan! Olaotan!! Olaotan!!! It’s half past time to write”, I only have three things at my disposal: A pen, A piece of paper, and a crowded mind.

Best friend is like a pen and we're the paper. We'll not complete without their ink

Never let anyone use your toothbrush or your pen. -Author Wllm Worth

As writers we live life twice, like a cow that eats its food once and then regurgitates it to chew and digest it again. We have a second chance at biting into our experience and examining it. ...This is our life and it's not going to last forever. There isn't time to talk about someday writing that short story or poem or novel. Slow down now, touch what is around you, and out of care and compassion for each moment and detail, put pen to paper and begin to write.

the caress of each word becoming                 one   with the pagetwisting          beneath the touch of the pen                     forming a trail of permanent kisses                  until they reach me

And speaking of this wonderful machine:[840] I’m puzzled by the difference b

Some writers aren't writers, they are mere escapees' and refugees' on an exile from the jungle of thoughts.

The road from ‘here’ to ‘there’ is a map yet to be written with the pen I hold in my hand.

The ink in the pen that writes success stories is "FOCUS"...

Bolts work on nuts; pens work on paper. But you must work on yourself. Go, get working!

She held up the pen and gave him a lazy grin. "It's a rose."He came close. "It's a pen." He tried to pluck it from her hand."You are seriously lacking in imagination.

Writing is the light of imagination playing over shadow of thoughts.

The Scribe"Under the wingsOf the feathered Goddess,And in the middleOf the three dancing women,The scribe comes aliveTo reveal mysteries hiddenThrough divine gifts givenThe scribe is drivenOn his sacred missionTo wake upAll the universe'sMen, women andHeavenly children.Under the seven rays of Aten,And from the age of just ten,The scribe comes aliveWith the fertile inkOf his luminous pen.Below the spectacle of the moon,And in the smile of the sun,The scribe is here to show usHow we are all one.

As I pen these words to leave a lasting record, I wonder myself where it all began.

The pen is my true salvation. God is not.

By(e) pen, I've tried my hand at poetry; only to see how boring it is to me. That is, unless I get a chance to destroy each and every piece while doing it as I please.

Now relax, think positively and begin --- the smile of success awaits you.

Let your heart dance with pen and paperNow fill the paper with dancing letters.

Why write, if this too easy activity of pushing a pen across paper is not given a certain bull-fighting risk and we do not approach dangerous, agile, and two-horned topics?

When he got a story urge, there was nothing to do but grab a pen and write. Otherwise it was too much like getting a hard-on and not jerking off.

Your sensitivity, your tenderness, your eyes make me pick up my pen and write, Mrignayni!

When I read the ghastly lines of tragedy darkly penned into my life, I turn and notice that the pen in my hand is wet.

We have the power of the pen to write the next chapter, and the privilege to author the page in whatever fashion we choose. Yet, seldom do we understand the power of the pen and the privilege of the page.

You want to be a writer, don't know how or when? Find a quiet place, use a humble pen.

A liar with a pen is a writer

Broken heart is flute.i blow into the flute & design walking portrait with empty pen

Writing ink is the magic that allows nothing to become something. It catches the fleeting idea and seeks out the glances of those who wish to see. Even a random ink splat will mean something to someone.

If a pen can communicate our thoughts, dreams, and emotions and be the voice of our soul, then ink is the medium that carries the message.

Sometimes ideas flow from my mind in a raging river of stringed sentences; I can scarcely scribble on the page fast enough to keep up with the mental current. Sometimes, however, beavers move in and dam the whole thing up.

Like a warrior in the battlefield, a writer must endeavour to use his pen to stamp the paper with his identity.

My pen beats faster as I write with my heart

sometimes i am not sure.if i am writing the poemor the poemis writing me.

I used to always read with a pen in my hand, as if the author and I were in a conversation.

I near felt bad he choose to be so evil to me. I am a forgiving woman, but my pen... oh my wicked wicked hormonal she-pen.

A pen is neither good nor bad. It’s what you do with it that makes it a weapon of war or a tool of peace.Likewise, love is neither good nor bad. It’s what you do with it that makes it the ultimate punishment or the greatest reward.

The ink of a pen is simply the blood of a heart

then things got even stranger.Mr. Brunner, who'd been out in front of the museum a minute before, wheeled his chair into the doorway of the gallery, holding a pen in his hand. "What ho, Percy!" he shouted, and tossed the pen through the air.Mrs. Dodds lunged at me.With a yelp, I dodged and felt talons slash the air next to my ear. I snatched the ballpoint pen out of the air, but when it hit my hand, it wasn't a pen anymore. It was a sword-Mr. Brunner's bronze sword, which he always used on toure

When you die, others who think they know you, will concoct things about you... Better pick up a pen and write it yourself, for you know yourself best.

Since day one, since the first time I touched the pen, I wanted to be the best at what I do.

Remember always that the composer's pen is still mightier than the bow of the violinist in you lie all the possibilities of the creation of beauty.

It's an imaginative thing we do; it's about immersing oneself in one's imagination. If you're a novelist, you do it with pen and paper. We do it with our bodies.

I am not afraid of the pen, or the scaffold, or the sword. I will tell the truth wherever I please.

The youngest children have a great capacity for empathy and altruism. There's a recent study that shows even 14-month-olds will climb across a bunch of cushions and go across a room to give you a pen if you drop one.

The purest case of an intelligence explosion would be an Artificial Intelligence rewriting its own source code. The key idea is that if you can improve intelligence even a little, the process accelerates. It's a tipping point. Like trying to balance a pen on one end - as soon as it tilts even a little, it quickly falls the rest of the way.

A declaration of the independence of America, and the sovereignty of the United States was drawn by the ingenious and philosophic pen of Thomas Jefferson, Esquire, a delegate from the state of Virginia.

I want young people to be able to buy into what I design. When I was young, I wanted to buy designer brands even if all I could afford was the cheapest wallet, the cheapest pen, the cheapest T-shirt because I wanted to be a part of it.

Men have had every advantage of us in telling their own story. Education has been theirs in so much higher a degree the pen has been in their hands. I will not allow books to prove anything.

Our stories come from our lives and from the playwright's pen, the mind of the actor, the roles we create, the artistry of life itself and the quest for peace.

The Power of the Pen is not in the color of ink it spills but the power of the word it spells

For all sad words of tongue and pen, The saddest are these, 'It might have been'.

My dad never blew anything up, but he probably had friends who did. He and my mom have always preached that the pen is mightier than a Molotov cocktail.

When I'm sitting at the desk not being able to write line one, it's silence and despair! It's not so easy to put the pen to the legal pad or type the first sentence on the computer screen.

I like that original romance of having a pen and a legal pad and going anywhere in the world and being able to write a novel with just those two things.

I chose my pen name when I was ten, because I knew even then that my legal name would be more trouble than it was worth.

The pen is mightier than the sword.

If you give me six lines written by the hand of the most honest of men I will find something in them which will hang him.

To hold a pen is to be at war.

The pen is the tongue of the mind.

I finally made eye contact with the boy in the bed. He lay on his side, a tube in his nose and another in his vein. His cheeks were sunken, and his skin was ghostly pale. His hair might have been blond, but it was fading into a gray, making it hard to tell. The only part of this boy that held any life at all were his eyes, which brimmed with tears when he saw me.“Kahlen?”I sat still. These three people all called me by the same name, which sounded sort of like Katlyn and Ellen and made me believ

It's called a pen. It's like a printer, hooked straight to my brain.

Writers are disguised "sorcerers". Armed with their mighty pens, they cast spells on their readers using words that could pierce right through the heart and soul. If our writings moved you, made you cry, made you think deeper, and sort of changed your perspective about things, then we can say, we had you under our "spell". - Elizabeth Esguerra Castillo's Quotes

The ink in your pen never reshapes your thoughts, you must replace the ink before the ink can be inked properly.