“Writing freezes speech and in so doing gives birth to the grammarian, the logician, the rhetorician, the historian, the scientist -- all those who must hold language before them so that they can see what it means, where it errs, and where it is leading.”

“Over and over I feel as if my characters know who they are, and what happens to them, and where they have been and where they will go, and what they are capable of doing, but they need me to write it down for them because their handwriting is so bad.”

Anne Lamott (1954) Novelist, essayist, memoirist, activist

“If you must err, do so on the side of audacity.”

Sue Monk Kidd (1948) Novelist

“To err is human also in so far as animals seldom or never err, or at least only the cleverest of them do so.”

Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (1742–1799) German scientist, satirist

“What might we profitably do on Halloween? Look backward, and consider those who went before us. The road ahead is inevitably dark, but to see where we have been may offer unexpected hints about who we are, and where we should be heading. Triviality about the past leads certainly toward a trivial future.”

Robertson Davies (1913–1995) Canadian journalist, playwright, professor, critic, and novelist

“Everybody's just waiting to hear from the one
Who can give them the answers
And lead them back to that place in the warmth of the sun
Where sweet childhood still dances
Who'll come along
And hold out that strong
But gentle fathers hand?”

Jackson Browne (1948) American singer-songwriter

“The pornographers actually use our bodies as their language. We are their speech.... Protecting what they 'say' means protecting what they do to us, how they do it. It means protecting their sadism on our bodies, because that is how they write: not like a writer at all; like a torturer.”

Andrea Dworkin (1946–2005) Feminist writer

“And so I leave this world, where the heart must either break or turn to lead.”

Nicolas Chamfort (1741–1794) French writer

“Hold what you've got and hit them where you can.”

Ernest King (1878–1956) United States Navy admiral, Chief of Naval Operations

“Earth, what have I to do with thee?
With your meadows where dumb beasts
Grazed before the deluge without lifting their heads?
What have I to do with your implacable births?
So why this gracious melancholia?
Is it because anger is no use?”

Czeslaw Milosz (1911–2004) Polish, poet, diplomat, prosaist, writer, and translator