What little strength he had left flowed out of him and was soaked up; his bones and veins and skin held nothing but tiredness and pain.
Wallace StegnerThe flimsy little protestations that mark the front gate of every novel, the solemn statements that any resemblance to real persons living or dead is entirely coincidental, are fraudulent every time. A writer has no other material to make his people from than the people of his experience ... The only thing the writer can do is to recombine parts, suppress some characterisitics and emphasize others, put two or three people into one fictional character, and pray the real-life prototypes won't sue.
Wallace StegnerMots clés truth writing characters fiction creative-process realism
By his very profession, a serious fiction writer is a vendor of the sensuous particulars of life, a perceiver and handler of things. His most valuable tools are his sense and his memory; what happens in his mind is primarily pictures.
Wallace StegnerMots clés imagination writing creative-process senses images
Ideas, of course, have a place in fiction, and any writer of fiction needs a mind. But ideas are not the best subject matter for fiction. They do not dramatize well. They are, rather, a by-product, something the reader himself is led to formulate after watching the story unfold. The ideas, the generalizations, ought to be implicit in the selection and arrangement of the people and places and actions. They ought to haunt a piece of fiction as a ghost flits past an attic window after dark.
Wallace StegnerMots clés writing ideas creative-process generalizations subject-matter
How do I know what I think till I see what I say?
Wallace StegnerOur last impression of her as she turned the corner was that smile, flung backward like a handful of flowers.
Wallace StegnerTo have so little, and it of so little value, was to be quaintly free.
Wallace StegnerMots clés freedom materialism possessions
I shall be richer all my life for this sorrow
Wallace StegnerSomehow I should have been able to say how strong and resilient you were, what a patient and abiding and bonding force, the softness that proved in the long run stronger than what it seemed to yield to...You are at once a lasting presence and an unhealed wound.
Wallace StegnerI find it hard to describe what it is like to look fully into eyes that one has known that well--known better than one knows the look of one's own eyes, actually--and then put away, deliberately forgotten. That instantly reasserted intimacy, that resumption of what looks like friendly concern, is like nakedness, like exposure.
Wallace StegnerMots clés eyes transparency intimacy
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