What did Anne Enright mean by: A novel is written not to be judged, but experienced. - Anne Enright Author · Ireland Copy
+ People do not change, they are merely revealed. Feraz Zeid, August 30, 2023December 24, 2023, Anne Enright, Identity, Perception, Revelation, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ Writing is not my problem, it is my solution. Feraz Zeid, October 15, 2023December 26, 2023, Anne Enright, Problem, Solutions, Writing, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ It is very hard to trace the effect of words on a life. Feraz Zeid, July 11, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Enright, Impact, Language, Reflection, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ I do not think we remember our family in any real sense. We live in them instead Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Enright, Remember, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Enright, Cat, Lap, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ Try to be accurate about stuff. Feraz Zeid, August 24, 2023December 24, 2023, Anne Enright, Accuracy, precision, Truth, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ One of the reasons I write is I like being surprised Feraz Zeid, August 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Anne Enright, Creativity, Discovery, Inspiration, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
+ There is nothing as tentative as an old woman’s touch; as loving or as horrible. Feraz Zeid, January 9, 2024January 9, 2024, Anne Enright, Horrible, Old Woman, 0 - Anne Enright Author · Ireland
I like shape very much. A novel has to have shape, and life doesn’t have any. - Jean Rhys Writer · Dominica
Yes, I was good at reading people. I studied them so I could put them in my novels. - Jennifer Echols Author
We are not quite novels. We are not quite short stories. In the end, we are collected works - Gabrielle Zevin Author · USA
In the novel or the journal you get the journey. In a poem you get the arrival. - May Sarton Poet · Belgium
He who is only just is cruel; who Upon the earth would live were all judged justly? - Lord Byron Poet · England
