Nothing in life is more exciting and rewarding than the sudden flash of insight that leaves you a changed person, not only changed, but for the better
Arthur GordonThe man was right who said that salt water was a cure for everything...in one of three forms, tears, sweat, or the sea.
Arthur GordonWords. Just little black marks on paper. Just sounds in the empty air. But think of the power they have! They can make you laugh or cry, love or hate, fight or run away. They can heal or hurt. They even come to look and sound like what they mean. Angry looks angry on the page. Ugly sounds ugly when you say it.
Arthur GordonTags: words love hate anger feelings laugh cry
Some criticism, no doubt, is constructive, but too much is a subtle poison.
Arthur GordonThere was something about him that drove the shyness out of you, a kind of understanding that went deeper than words and set up an instantaneous closeness. It was odd; we couldn’t have been more different. Arthur Gordon
Arthur GordonTags: friendship connection connection-with-people
It’s the person who likes to pat dogs to whom dogs come for pats.
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Rhythm. Life is full of it; words should have it, too. But you have to train your ear. Listen to the waves on a quiet night; you’ll pick up the cadence. Look at the patterns the wind makes in dry sand and you’ll see how syllables in a sentence should fall. Arthur Gordon
Arthur GordonTags: words writing patterns cadence
(It’s) a fair exchange. You’re giving me attention. That’s a form of affection, you know.
Arthur GordonYou’re thinking of failure as the enemy of success. But it isn’t at all. Failure is a teacher – a harsh one, perhaps, but the best. You say you have a desk full of rejected manuscripts? That’s great! Every one of those manuscripts was rejected for a reason. Have you pulled them to pieces looking for that reason? You’ve got to put failure to work for you. That’s where you’ll find success. On the far side of failure.
Arthur GordonTags: success failure try-again
Let’s not be too harsh where poets are concerned. They have to live in no-man’s-land, halfway between dreams and reality.
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