Dawn rose from the desert and turned the river to wine. Tanith Lee More Quotes by Tanith Lee More Quotes From Tanith Lee The bitterness of joy lies in the knowledge that is cannot last. Nor should joy last beyond a certain season, for, after that season, even joy would become merely habit. Tanith Lee lasts joy lying Maidens who stay maidens turn into saints. Old women become sorceresses. Tough jobs, both of these. Tanith Lee tough saint jobs I like writing about women, weak and strong, pathetic and heroic. I like writing about men, ditto. And all the variants of men and women, beasts and demons. Tanith Lee strong writing men We need the expressive arts, the ancient scribes, the storytellers, the priests. Tanith Lee ancient art needs When I am fascinated by something, I like to play with it. Tanith Lee fascinated play Flat or round, there has always been hate in the world. Tanith Lee flats hate world The so-called Real World. Human misery and sadness. Blind politics and general cruelty. Tanith Lee sadness real world I will draw you back to me. You shall see. By a chain of stars. Tanith Lee chains draws stars I never know where I am going, though. That is part of what makes it so wonderful. And after all, who does? Tanith Lee knows doe wonderful No one is ever ordinary. Tanith Lee ordinary The soul is a magician. Only living flesh hampers it. Tanith Lee hamper soul flesh Writing is writing, and stories are stories. Perhaps the only true genres are fiction and nonfiction. And even there, who can be sure? Tanith Lee atheism scary writing Madness. I did not get myself born to die. I have better things to do. Tanith Lee things-to-do born madness I must suppose that reading wonderful writers may, inadvertently, teach an avid reader a great deal -- not only about life and other matters, but about how to write. Therefore doubtless I have benefited from frequent immersions in the glowing genius of others. It would be nice to think so. (I do actually think so). But to improve my skills will never be the prompting force of my reading -- that's just literary lust. Tanith Lee nice reading writing I simply write what I want, wish, long to write.... The state of human life and the god or demon within. The constant internal war that being alive can conjure. Tanith Lee writing war long Ecstasy and vulnerability belonged in the same dish. The fear the cup would be snatched away was what gave the wine its savor. Tanith Lee cups wine would-be I hardly ever work from a synopsis -- I find they act like chains. Tanith Lee synopsis chains We all have our dreams. May we find them, and God have mercy on us when we do. Tanith Lee mercy dream may I began to feel lighthearted. Don't ever do that; it tempts some dark and evil force abroad in the universe. Tanith Lee force evil dark I just love writing. It's magical, it's somewhere else to go, it's somewhere much more dreadful, somewhere much more exciting. Somewhere I feel I belong, possibly more than in the so-called real world. Tanith Lee real somewhere-else writing
