The journalist, Damon Runyon, when William Randolph Hearst who he worked for on the newspaper, the New York American, wanted him to write meanly of Franklin Roosevelt, he refused, saying...
You never knock a winner.
His runner-up quote...You can become a winner only if you are willing to walk over the edge.
I look for the dust in the air, for that is where words live, tumbling lazily, remaining just out of reach, and staying there, staying, staying, staying, until something, an unseen waft of air, causes them to drift right up to your reach, gather into sentences, one sentence, two sentences, that’s all you need to get started.
He also said...If you don’t blow your own horn, there will be no music.
Love Dorothy Parker’s pithy quote…time wounds all heels, a remark perhaps sowed from her own pain since she died alone and broken from the effects of alcoholism. The fine writer that she was, left all her money to Martin Luther King that, upon his farewell, went to the NAACP.
On a lighter day she wrote...men seldom make passes at girls who wear glasses.
I think I would have really liked her.
When Oscar Wilde lay dying in Paris at a fleabag hotel, he said...My wallpaper and I are fighting a duel to the death…one or the other of us has to go.
Toni Morrison, when asked about aging replied...Every year I have lived, and every wrinkle I have, tell my story.
I’m most certain, we’ll all agree with that.
Maybe they should have tossed a coin.
It ain’t whatcha write, it’s the way atcha write it, cooed Jack Kerouac, a face that could launch a thousand women.
No wonder we’re so tired. 🙂