62 Quotes About Ink

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink. T.S. Eliot

Featherweight by Suzy KassemOne evening, I sat by the ocean and questioned the moon about my destiny. I revealed to it that I was beginning to feel smaller compared to others, Because the more secrets of the universe I would unlock, The smaller in size I became. I didn't understand why I wasn't feeling larger instead of smaller. I thought that seeking Truth was what was required of us all —To show us the way, not to make us feel lost, Up against the odds, In a devilish game partitioned by An invisible wall. Then the next morning, A bird appeared at my window, just as the sun began Spreading its yolk over the horizon. It remained perched for a long time, Gazing at me intently, to make sure I knew I wasn’t dreaming. Then its words gently echoed throughout my mind, Telling me:' The world you are in —Is the true hell. The journey to Truth itself Is what quickens the heart to become lighter. The lighter the heart, the purer it is. The purer the heart, the closer to light it becomes. And the heavier the heart, The more chained to this hell It will remain.' And just like that, it flew off towards the sun, Leaving behind a tiny feather. So I picked it up, And fastened it to a toothpick, To dip into ink And write my name. Suzy Kassem

My art is that of the 35mm kind; my poetry is of the lead and ink kind; my happiness is of the product of both; and my legacy is of the story of my soul, that my life left behind Jeremy Aldana

For the first time in my life, I'm doubting my faith, and it terrifies me. For the first time, I want to change the rules. For the first time I wonder: does it matter what it says on your skin, when what's at stake is your soul? Alice Broadway

...there was practically one handwriting common to the whole school when it came to writing lines. It resembled the movements of a fly that had fallen into an ink-pot, and subsequently taken a little brisk exercise on a sheet of foolscap by way of restoring the circulation. P.g. Wodehouse

There is only as much space, only as much time, Only as much desire, only as many words, Only as many pages, only as much ink To accept all of us at light-speed Hurrying into the Promised Land Of oblivion that is waiting for us sooner or later. Dejan Stojanovic

Inking is meditation in liquid form... J.H. Everett

Melissa popped open the clattery little Rotring tin. Pencils, putty rubber, scalpel. She sharpened a 3B, letting the curly shavings fall into the wicker bin, then paused for a few seconds, finding a little place of stillness before starting to draw the flowers. Art didn't count at school because it didn't get you into law or banking or medicine. It was just a fluffy thing stuck to the side of Design and Technology, a free A level for kids who could do it, like a second language, but she loved charcoal and really good gouache, she loved rolling sticky black ink on to a lino plate and heaving on the big black arm of the Cope press, the quiet and those big white walls. Mark Haddon

If e-book readers were invented before print books, (petty things such as) the smell of ink would have been some people’s only reason for not abandoning e-books. Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Maybe that's what I needed. Another tattoo. Some pain on the outside to ease the pain on the inside. N.R. Walker

Know that blank pages feel the urge of the ink as much as tears paint a different pain, changes Goitsemang Sandra Mvula

A poetess is not as selfishas you assume. After months of agonising over her marriage of words–the bride–and spaces–the groom, she knows that as soonas she has penned the poem, it’s yours to consume. So, without giving it a think, she blows on the inkand the letters fly awaylike dandelions on a windy day, landing on hands and lips, on hearts and hips. But more often than not, you can easily spotthem trodden and forgotten, becoming sodden and rotten. Yet, she will continue to makewhat’s others to takebecause selfishness is not the mark of a poetess. Kamand Kojouri

Brahma and AiravataLong ago in lands of golden sand Brahma turned to Saraswatiand gently kissed her inked hand.... Muse

My tattoos, like most people's, were reminders, badges of personal experiences. Yes, I might wear them on my skin for the world to see, but their meaning was a little too personal. N.R. Walker

Action is the ink that writes what you think on the pages of life! Constance Chuks Friday

These bits of paper are covered with lies. They poison your minds. And so long as they exist, you cannot hope to see the world as it truly is.(..) You turn to them for answers and salvation. (..) You rely more upon them than upon yourselves. This makes you weak and stupid. You trust in words. Drops of ink. Do you ever stop to think of who put them there? Or why? No. You simply accept their words without question. And what if those words speak falsely, as they often do? This is dangerous. . Oliver Bowden

The paper is my savior, the pen my blood, to words that shed my world. Anthony Liccione

I wear the universe backwards. I imagine putting stars in my coffee, and sugar in the sky. I imagine going fishing in clouds, and watching the sun hide behind lakes. I'm too busy dancing with my imagination to even tip toe with reality for a second. They say I'm going mad. They're right. D. Antoinette Foy

Best friend is like a pen and we're the paper. We'll not complete without their ink Lucy Aisy

Writing has become more than just a profession, and hobby…it has become a way to express my feelings and pour my entire soul into the pages of my books. Thank God for the little things in life that makes us feel infinite and tranquil…the little things that make way for us to escape reality and enter new worlds that we create. -Nina Jean Slack Nina Jean Slack

Lack of courage is what makes big dreams to sit in the ink of the paper instead of them running in the shoes of actions. Without courage, you remain a dreamer! Israelmore Ayivor

Sometimes you have to go a little crazy before you can find sanity. I think I'm close. Tawny Lara

Tattoos are a permanent commitment of passion Tawny Lara

I think i should get love inked on my skin. Maybe that's the only way i am destined to keep it. Anjum Choudhary

Do you trust me?" She could still hear him, through flesh and noise." I love you! " she shouted. It wasn't the answer he'd expected or the she'd expected to give. It was the wrong time, the wrong thing to say, but her answer lit a fire in his eyes. Dawn Metcalf

The pen is mightier than the sword as long as it doesn't run out of ink. Matshona Dhliwayo

The Scribe"Under the wings Of the feathered Goddess, And in the middle Of the three dancing women, The scribe comes alive To reveal mysteries hidden Through divine gifts given The scribe is driven On his sacred mission To wake up All the universe's Men, women and Heavenly children. Under the seven rays of Aten, And from the age of just ten, The scribe comes alive With the fertile ink Of his luminous pen. Below the spectacle of the moon, And in the smile of the sun, The scribe is here to show us How we are all one. Suzy Kassem

This is not one of your fictions where people bleed ink. Terence Paul Winter

Getting ink felt right, like it would help her put her life in order, to move forwards. It was her body, despite the things that'd been done to it, and she wanted to claim it, to own it, to prove that to herself. She knew it wasn't magic, but the idea of writing her own identity felt like the closest she could get to reclaiming her life. Sometimes there's power in the act; sometimes there's strength in words. She wanted to find an image that represented those things she was feeling, to etch it on her skin as tangible proof of her decision to change. Melissa Marr

Technically, you cannot really own a book you bought; you can only own the sheets of paper your copy is printed on; unless, of course, you are the book’s publisher. Mokokoma Mokhonoana

This assignment could damn well project all the words across my face and the ink stain my hands a gory mess before I finished it. Jazz Feylynn

Love is wind for the soul D. Antoinette Foy

My heart's scripture tastes foreign in the mouths of cowards and on the tongues of those who have never breathed inthe moon and breathed out the world. D. Antoinette Foy

I guess it's better to have a chalk smile, than an ink smile. Where chalk changes with the direction of wind, ink stays as a deep stain. Like rain, sun and hail against a fake plant. Anthony Liccione

Oil may run out, liquidity may dry up, but as long as ink flows freely, the next chapter of Life will continue to be written. Alex Morritt

The ink in the pen that writes success stories is "FOCUS"... Israelmore Ayivor

The ink in your pen never reshapes your thoughts, you must replace the ink before the ink can be inked properly. Michael Bassey Johnson

...I deliberately spilled the black ink of despair because my perfect soul was a stained glass illusion - can you understand that?... John Geddes

Don't shrink your standards, link yourself with those who think and ink like you. Michael Bassey Johnson

To recklessly excuse a failure is to believe that I’ve effectively erased it from the story of my life, when I’ve actually imprinted it in indelible ink. Craig D. Lounsbrough

With different changes but the same plot, sometimes our story has already unfolded. It's just trapped in the pages of ink and paper. God is waiting in His Word. Eric Samuel Timm

Welcome to Book-a-holic Anonymous.Hi, I'm Jazz and I am addicted to the written word. I love the smell of the blackest ink sliding across texture paper. My eyes squint against the loss of time within the pages of story. I don't think there's a cure for my compulsion to lose myself within life and times of those characters bound between the covers. Jazz Feylynn

The ink line drawing flowed the cursive journey, created on paper canvas that brought the story to life. Jazz Feylynn

You should be more carefulwhen you move, my dearwhat with you...spilling moonlightinto my poem, with a mereflick of your hand. Sanober Khan

Stars ink your fingerswith a lexicon of flameblazing rare knowledge. Aberjhani

A letter to the beloved is like the ink kissing the paper. (Une lettre à l'aimée, c'est - L'encre embrassant le papier) Charles De Leusse

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life. Jazz Feylynn

Now relax, think positively and begin --- the smile of success awaits you. Claudia Nice

The book did not say anything about a statue, valuable or otherwise, and so I stopped reading about the Bombinating Beast and got interested in the chapter about the Stain'd witches, who had ink instead of blood in their veins. I wondered what they kept in their pens. Lemony Snicket

Vassily cleared his throat, probably impatient with Gabriel's bookshelf manners. 'You'll have to excuse me, ' Gabriel said, putting back the booklet, 'I have a severe addiction to ink.'' Don't we all?' Vassily nodded. 'Thank God we have other addictions to assuage it a little. JeanChristophe Valtat

I'm the old type setter who gets his blood poisoned from the ink. Walt Holcombe

Whether this blood was daemon, human, or something else, it was still only blood, and blood was only the ink of life. Gabrielle Harbowy

Oh, Narcissus! My heart beats ink for you. A pulse in every line. It's your eyesmy words want to be read by, your kind of mindthey would be understood by, your heartthey'd be felt by, and then you'd feel the same way that I do, if only these words could be read or heard by you. Steven L. Sheppard

The very ink with which history is written is merely fluid prejudice. Mark Twain

Only government can take perfectly good paper, cover it with perfectly good ink and make the combination worthless. Milton Friedman