“Writers do not live one life, they live two. There is the living and then there is the writing. There is the second tasting, the delayed reaction.”
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Anaïs Nin278
writer of novels, short stories, and erotica 1903–1977Related quotes
Albert Szent-Györgyi (1893–1986) Hungarian biochemist who won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine in 1937
Mi è impossibile cingere i fianchi di una ragazza con il mio braccio destro e serrare il suo sorriso nella mia mano sinistra, per poi tentare di studiare i due oggetti separatamente. Allo stesso modo, non ci è possibile separare la vita dalla materia vivente, allo scopo di studiare la sola materia vivente e le sue reazioni. Inevitabilmente, studiando la materia vivente e le sue reazioni, studiamo la vita stessa.
The Nature of Life, Academic press, 1948.
Example (musician) (1982) English rapper and singer
"Two Lives" (song) <br class="br"> ("Two Lives", Official video on YouTube)) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zn60dbD0CsE <br class="br"> (+ "Two Lives", a lyrics version on YouTube) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLKlbUZYd_o <br class="br">Studio albums, Won't Go Quietly (2010)
“Writing is a dog’s life, but the only one worth living.”
Gustave Flaubert (1821–1880) French writer (1821–1880)
“We have two lives, and the second begins when we realize we only have one.”
Confucius (-551–-479 BC) Chinese teacher, editor, politician, and philosopher
“Life complete, is lived in two worlds; the one inside, and the one outside.”
James Anthony Froude book The Nemesis of Faith
Confessions Of A Sceptic
The Nemesis of Faith (1849)
Context: Life complete, is lived in two worlds; the one inside, and the one outside. The first half of our days is spent wholly in the former; the second, if it is what it ought to be, wholly in the latter — till our education is almost finished; theories are only words to us, and church controversy is not of things but of shadows of things. Through all that time life and thought beyond our own experience is but a great game played out by book actors; we do not think, we only think we think, and we have been too busy in our own line to have a notion really of what is beyond it. But while so much of our talk is so unreal, our own selves, our own risings, fallings, aspirings, resolutions, misgivings, these are real enough to us; these are our hidden life, our sanctuary of our own mysteries.