All Quotes By Tag: Critics
“The greatest mistake we make is teaching our children to memorize things without even understanding, Instead of teaching them problem solving and critical thinking.”
“এমন সব গ্যাস আর কুয়াশা ছিল যার এক বিন্দুই মৃত্যুর কারণ হতে পারে। কোনো কোনো ধর্মীয় সন্ত্রাসীদল বিজ্ঞানে অগ্রসর হয়ে এসব আবিষ্কার বা পুনরাবিষ্কার করে। তাদের বেশিরভাগই বিশ্বাস করত পৃথিবীর শেষ সময় চলে এসেছে (এবং তাদের অনুসারীরাই শুধু মুক্তি পাবে)। হয়ত ঈশ্বর সময়ের কথা ভুলে গিয়েছিলেন, তাই তারা সিদ্ধান্ত নেয় তাকে মনে করিয়ে দিতে হবে।”
“[A] writer’s most powerful weapon, his true strength, was his intuition, and regardless of whether he had any talent, if the critics combined to discredit an author’s nose for things, he would be reduced to a fearful creature who took a mistakenly guarded, absurdly cautious approach to his work, which would end up stifling his latent genius.”
“The most gracious, encouraging, and grateful people I’ve met have been those who are extraordinarily successful. The worst critics I’ve come across have never try doing the very thing they are criticizing. Before you criticize someone, ask yourself, can you do it better. If you can, do it then, and be thankful that person you were critical of, inspired you to try. – Strong by Kailin Gow”
“Work freely and rollickingly as though you were talking to a friend who loves you. Mentally (at least three or four times a day) thumb your nose at all know-it-alls, jeerers, critics, doubters.”
“Cowards say it can’t be done, critics say it shouldn’t have been done, creator say well done.”
“I started this dirty quote business when I noticed that I only tend to read authors when their quotes convince me of wit and style. In a world overflowing with bad literature and corrupted product-placement critics the only weapon one has is either word of mouth or quotes, and me I highly prefer the latter. So I have just decided that I will only post to facebook through goodreads quotes. That’s policy that makes a lot of sense for a writer.”
“The Scholars”Bald heads forgetful of their sins,Old, learned, respectable bald headsEdit and annotate the linesThat young men, tossing on their beds,Rhymed out in love’s despairTo flatter beauty’s ignorant ear.They’ll cough in the ink to the world’s end;Wear out the carpet with their shoesEarning respect; have no strange friend;If they have sinned nobody knows.Lord, what would they sayShould their Catullus walk that way?”
“Critics are to authors what dogs are to lamp-posts.”
“I was free with every road as my home. No limitations and no commitments. But then summer passed and winter came and I fell short for safety. I fell for its spell, slowly humming me to sleep, because I was tired and small, too weak to take or handle those opinions and views, attacking me from every angle. Against my art, against my self, against my very way of living. I collected my thoughts, my few possessions and built isolated walls around my values and character. I protected my own definition of beauty and success like a treasure at the bottom of the sea, for no one saw what I saw, or felt the same as I did, and so I wanted to keep to myself. You hide to protect yourself.”
“I’d like to emphasize that when a reader finishes a great novel, he will immediately begin looking for another. If someone loves your book, it increases the chance that he or she will look at mine. So there is no competition between writers. Another writer’s success helps build a larger readership for all of us.”
“Asking a working writer what he thinks about critics is like asking a lamp-post what it feels about dogs.”[Time Magazine, October 31, 1977]”
“Beware of those who criticize you when you deserve some praise for an achievement, for it is they who secretly desire to be worshiped.”
“Whatever negative things people think and say about you is enough to bring you down provided you belief that it carries a weight that can push you hard. Don’t agree to accept what critics say; be prepared to silence them by doing what they think you can’t do!”
“I have spent a good many years since―too many, I think―being ashamed about what I write. I think I was forty before I realized that almost every writer of fiction or poetry who has ever published a line has been accused by someone of wasting his or her God-given talent. If you write (or paint or dance or sculpt or sing, I suppose), someone will try to make you feel lousy about it, that’s all.”