A little wisdom and silliness from these two amazing writers, who have the same birthday.
A little bit from Roald Dahl……
– A little nonsense now and then is relished by the wisest men.
– A writer of fiction lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure whether he is going to come up with them or not.
– I began to realise how simple life could be if one had a regular routine to follow with fixed hours, a fixed salary, and with very little original thinking to do.
– Pear Drops were exciting because they had a dangerous taste. All of us were warned against eating them, and the result was that we ate them more than ever.
– The writer has to force himself to work. He has to make his own hours and if he doesn’t go to his desk at all there is nobody to scold him.
– The writer walks out of this workroom in a daze. He wants a drink. He needs it.
– Two hours of writing fiction leaves the writer completely drained. For those two hours he has been in a different place with totally different people.
A little bit from J B Priestley……
– The first fall of snow is not only an event, it is a magical event. You go to bed in one kind of world and wake up in another quite different, and if this is not enchantment then where is it to be found?
– I have always been delighted at the prospect of a new day, a fresh try, one more start, with perhaps a bit of magic waiting somewhere behind the morning.
– The greater part of critics are parasites, who, if nothing had been written, would find nothing to write.
– We pay when old for the excesses of youth.
– Perhaps it would be better not to be a writer, but if you must, then write.
– The greatest writers of this age… are aware of the mystery of our existence.
– Western man is schizophrenic.