October 6th, 2010

John Locke

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 12:38 AM
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Vague and insignificant forms of speech, and abuse of language, have so long passed for mysteries of science; and hard or misapplied words, with little or no meaning, have, by prescription, such a right to be mistaken for deep learning and height of speculation; that it will not be easy to persuade either those who speak or those who hear them, that they are but the covers of ignorance and hindrance of true knowledge. (The Epistle to the Reader; An Essay Concerning Human Understanding)

Hilari Bell

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 12:41 AM
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When your characters become loved friends, and the universe they move in is as familiar as the reader’s own easy chair—when the reader’s heart believes, then his intellect will surely follow.

C. S. Lewis

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 12:45 AM
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"What you see and what you hear depends a great deal on where you are standing. It also depends on what sort of person you are." (The Magician's Nephew)
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"Once upon a time there was an old woman. Blind but wise." Or was it an old man? A guru, perhaps. Or a griot soothing restless children. I have heard this story, or one exactly like it, in the lore of several cultures.

"Once upon a time there was an old woman. Blind. Wise."

In the version I know the woman is the daughter of slaves, black, American, and lives alone in a small house outside of town. Her reputation for wisdom is without peer and without question. Among her people she is both the law and its transgression. The honor she is paid and the awe in which she is held reach beyond her neighborhood to places far away; to the city where the intelligence of rural prophets is the source of much amusement.

One day the woman is visited by some young people who seem to be bent on disproving her clairvoyance and showing her up for the fraud they believe she is. Their plan is simple: they enter her house and ask the one question the answer to which rides solely on her difference from them, a difference they regard as a profound disability: her blindness. They stand before her, and one of them says, "Old woman, I hold in my hand a bird. Tell me whether it is living or dead."

She does not answer, and the question is repeated. "Is the bird I am holding living or dead?"

Still she doesn't answer. She is blind and cannot see her visitors, let alone what is in their hands. She does not know their color, gender or homeland. She only knows their motive.

The old woman's silence is so long, the young people have trouble holding their laughter.

Finally she speaks and her voice is soft but stern.

"I don't know," she says. "I don't know whether the bird you are holding is dead or alive, but what I do know is that it is in your hands. It is in your hands." )

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Philip Pullman

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 1:11 AM
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I don't know about this business of writing 'for' this audience or that one ... it shuts out more readers than it includes. If I think of my audience at all, I think of a group that includes adults, children, male, female, old, middle-aged, young - everyone who can read. If horses, dogs, cats or pigeons could read, they'd be welcome to it as well.

William Saroyan

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 1:18 AM
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The role of art is to make a world which can be inhabited.

Madeleine L'Engle

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 1:24 AM
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Poetry, at least the kind I write, is written out of immediate need; it is written out of pain, joy, and experience too great to be borne until it is ordered into words. And then it is written to be shared.

Ray Bradbury

  • Oct. 6th, 2010 at 1:29 AM
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And what, you ask, does writing teach us? First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is gift and a privilege, not a right. We must earn life once it has been awarded us. Life asks for rewards back because it has favored us with animation. So while our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.

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