“It’s only words and words are all I have to take your heart away…”

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When people find out that you are serious about writing, they sometimes think that we magically weave words out of thin air. But words are not easy half (most?) the time. We battle with self-doubt. We wrestle with our confidence. We think too much. We feel too much. All those thoughts and feelings and emotions swirling inside our hearts and minds make those words run away from us. Thankfully, we don’t all experience that at the same time. I’m really grateful for that fact because when my words run dry and I’m unable to write anything, when writing feels like pulling teeth with my bare hands, the words of others are either a comfort or a source of inspiration. Sometimes both. And that’s what this post is about: The beauty of words.

Talk may be cheap, but stringing words together to form a thought that resonates deeply in the human soul is never cheap. Never ever.

Talk, in everlasting words
And dedicate them all, to me
And I will give you all my life
I’m here if you should call to me
You think that I don’t even mean
a single word I say…

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“But I’m reminded, that’s what writers do. If I am indeed a writer, the fact that I must continue to write is a reality and an imperative. Without the work, I lose myself. Without having a project living in a corner of my mind, I stop paying attention… I float. I lose my perilous grounding.” — Esmé Weijun Wang

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“Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t, either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on Earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.” — Louise Erdrich

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“Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars. Learn how to drive a stick shift. Go so far away that you stop being afraid of not coming back. Say no when you don’t want to do something. Say yes if your instincts are strong, even if everyone around you disagrees. Decide whether you want to be liked or admired. Decide if fitting in is more important than finding out what you’re doing here.” — Eve Ensler

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“When you embark for strange places, don’t leave any of yourself safely on shore. Have the nerve to go into unexplored territory.” — Alan Alda

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“Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.” — Charles Baudelaire

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“I do believe in an everyday sort of magic — the inexplicable connectedness we sometimes experience with places, people, works of art and the like; the eerie appropriateness of moments of synchronicity; the whispered voice, the hidden presence, when we think we’re alone.” — Charles de Lint

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“Loneliness is black coffee and late-night television; solitude is herb tea and soft music. Solitude, quality solitude, is an assertion of self-worth, because only in stillness can we hear the truth of our own unique voices.” — Pearl Cleage

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“So it goes.” — Kurt Vonnegut

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“They simply never understand, do they? That sometimes solitude is one of the most beautiful things on earth?” — Charles Bukowski

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“Kids, fiction is the truth inside the lie, and the truth of this fiction is simple enough: the magic exists.” — Stephen King


I have been jotting down stuff like this ever since I can remember. When I come across prose or poetry that is hauntingly compelling, I write them down. I have tried typing them in my phone but I am forever the pen and paper kind of girl. Do you do that, too? Furiously scribble down on paper (or your gadget, if you prefer) those words — whether song lyrics or something that someone said — you hear the moment you feel something upon stumbling across them? (Please say yes. I can’t be the only one who does this. I know I’m not the only weird one in this planet.)

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** Images used in this post are from National Geographic scans and Open Clipart (for the oh-so-cute-I-want-you-to-be-real unicorn)

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