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You will hear people say that poverty is the best spur to the artist. They have never felt the iron of it in their flesh.They do not know how mean it makes you. It exposes you to endless humiliation, it cuts your wings, it eats into your soul like a cancer. It is not wealth one asks for, but just enough to preserve one's dignity, to work unhampered, to be generous, frank, and independent.
— Oct 31, 2016 01:57PM
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Cheryl
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Though he had always been poor, the possibility of not having enough to eat had never occurred to him; it was not the sort of thing that happened to the people among whom he lived; and he was as ashamed as if he had some disgraceful disease.
— Nov 06, 2016 09:55AM
Cheryl
is on page 473 of 684
It seemed to him that he was swayed by every light emotion, as though it were a leaf in the wind, and when passion seized him he was powerless. He had no self-control. He merely seemed to possess it because he was indifferent to many of the things which moved other people.
— Nov 03, 2016 12:44PM
Cheryl
is on page 237 of 684
Life is there to be lived rather than to be written about. My aim is to search out the manifold experience that it offers, wringing from each moment what of emotion it presents. I look upon my writing as a graceful accomplishment which does not absorb but rather adds pleasure to existence. As for posterity - damn posterity.
— Oct 30, 2016 02:14PM
Cheryl
is on page 167 of 684
He yearned above all things for experience and felt himself ridiculous because at his age he had not enjoyed that which all fiction taught him was the most important thing in life; but he had the unfortunate gift of seeing things as they were, and the reality which was offered him differed too terribly from the ideal of his dreams.
— Oct 28, 2016 09:57AM
Cheryl
is on page 117 of 684
He borrowed books from the small lending library which the town possessed and began reading all the wonderful things that Hayward spoke of. He did not read always with enjoyment but invariably with perseverance. He was eager for self-improvement. He felt himself very ignorant and very humble.
— Oct 27, 2016 12:03PM
Cheryl
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The many books he had read filled his mind with ideas which, because he only half understood them, gave more scope to his imagination. Beneath his painful shyness something was growing up within him, and obscurely he realized his personality.
— Oct 25, 2016 01:03PM
