
“You'll never learn to act in Hollywood. Not in a thousand years.”
Lawrence J. Quirk, Child of Fate - Margaret Sullavan, St. Martin's Press, New York, 1986, ISBN 0312514425, p. 77.
“You'll never learn to act in Hollywood. Not in a thousand years.”
Lawrence J. Quirk, Child of Fate - Margaret Sullavan, St. Martin's Press, New York, 1986, ISBN 0312514425, p. 77.
“It blew my mind that this stuff had survived for two thousand, three thousand years.”
Source: The Lightning Thief
Penguins and Golden Calves (2003)
Context: I have advice for people who want to write. I don't care whether they're 5 or 500. There are three things that are important: First, if you want to write, you need to keep an honest, unpublishable journal that nobody reads, nobody but you. Where you just put down what you think about life, what you think about things, what you think is fair and what you think is unfair. And second, you need to read. You can't be a writer if you're not a reader. It's the great writers who teach us how to write. The third thing is to write. Just write a little bit every day. Even if it's for only half an hour — write, write, write.
Source: Soldiers Live (2000), Chapter 2, “An Abode of Ravens: When the Baobhas Sang” (p. 367)
“Three hours a day will produce as much as a man ought to write.”
Source: An Autobiography (1883), Ch. 15
Hope, Faith, and Love (c. 1786); also known as "The Words of Strength", as translated in The Common School Journal Vol. IX (1847) edited by Horace Mann, p. 386
Context: There are three lessons I would write, —
Three words — as with a burning pen,
In tracings of eternal light
Upon the hearts of men. Have Hope. Though clouds environ now,
And gladness hides her face in scorn,
Put thou the shadow from thy brow, —
No night but hath its morn. Have Faith. Where'er thy bark is driven, —
The calm's disport, the tempest's mirth, —
Know this: God rules the hosts of heaven,
The habitants of earth. Have Love. Not love alone for one,
But men, as man, thy brothers call;
And scatter, like the circling sun,
Thy charities on all. Thus grave these lessons on thy soul, —
Hope, Faith, and Love, — and thou shalt find
Strength when life's surges rudest roll,
Light when thou else wert blind.
“Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year.”
Works and Days
1870s, Society and Solitude (1870)