"The hardest thing is to live richly in the present without letting it be tainted out of fear for the future or regret for the past."

-- Sylvia Plath

#Regret Quotes #Past Quotes #Hardest Quotes

“When you are doing a piece you are with it. You don't want to wait until next week, when experience will have given you something else.”
“If you put shame in a petri dish, it needs three ingredients to grow exponentially: secrecy, silence, and judgment. If you put the same amount of shame in the petri dish and douse it with empathy, it can't survive.”
“I quit my last real job, as a writer at a magazine, when I was twenty-one. That was the moment when I lost my place of prestige on the fast track, and slowly, millimeter by millimeter, I started to get found, to discover who I had been born to be, instead of the impossibly small package, all tied up tightly in myself, that I had agreed to be.”
“There are things I back off from trying to talk about, you know. Particularly my own work. Also, there may be things better left unsaid. At times I'd much rather talk about other (people's) work.”
“Talk radio has made an enormous run around establishment media. But the Interne is making an end run around talk radio. Suddenly we're faced with an information age.”
“Working with a manuscript with that kind of intimacy is kind of like taking a magnification mirror to your pores. Its horrifying but it shows just where the problems are. Of course, I do get bored of the words after a while. I take breaks from them so that we can breathe. And by the time I'm done with my umpteenth regurgitation, I hate the words. They become flavorless chewing gum. Like how really old gum gets once it starts disintegrating in your mouth. Gum that's lost its elasticity and feels like a sweater.”
“In Greek tragedy, they fall from great heights. In noir, they fall from the curb.”
“Thou slanting rain! Thou Hebe of the Skies, That pours out drink to Earth; thou faithful wife That with moist tears embraces her prone lord. Thou mist intensified; thou double dew That drowns the drought, that heals the parched and burnt -- Thou resurrection rain.”

Source : William Batchelder Greene (1888). “Cloudrifts at Twilight”

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