A broken bone can heal, but the wound a word opens can fester forever.— Jessamyn West
The most competitive Jessamyn West quotes that will inspire your inner self
Talent is helpful in writing, but guts are absolutely necessary.
I have done more harm by the falseness of trying to please than by the honesty of trying to hurt.
Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures.
A rattlesnake that doesn't bite teaches you nothing.
We can love an honest rogue, but what is more offensive than a false saint?
A religious awakening which does not awaken the sleeper to love has roused him in vain.
Writing is a solitary occupation. Family, friends, and society are the natural enemies of the writer. He must be alone, uninterrupted, and slightly savage if he is to sustain and complete an undertaking.
A taste for irony has kept more hearts from breaking than a sense of humor, for it takes irony to appreciate the joke which is on oneself.
There are two barriers that often prevent communication between the young and their elders. The first is middle-aged forgetfulness of the fact that they themselves are no longer young. The second is youthful ignorance of the fact that the middle aged are still alive.
People who keep journals have life twice
If you want a baby, have a new one. Don't baby the old one.
I've done more harm by the falseness of trying to please than by the honesty of trying to hurt.
A taste for irony has kept more hearts from breaking than a sense of humor for it takes irony to appreciate the joke which is on oneself.
Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground.
Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.
In my time and neighborhood (and in my soul) there was only one standard by which a woman measured success: did some man want her?
The past is really almost as much a work of the imagination as the future.
Fiction reveals truth that reality obscures.
You make what seems a simple choice: choose a man or a job or a neighborhood- and what you have chosen is not a man or a job or a neighborhood, but a life.
Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.
Nothing is so dear as what you're about to leave.
The West is color. Its colors are animal rather than vegetable, the colors of earth and sunlight and ripeness.
It's very easy to forgive others their mistakes, it takes more gut and gumption to forgive them for having witnessed your own.
The sick soon come to understand that they live in a different world from that of the well and that the two cannot communicate.
Teaching is the royal road to learning.
We want the facts to fit the preconceptions.
When they don't it is easier to ignore the facts than to change the preconceptions.
Groan and forget it.
I seem to be the only person in the world who doesn't mind being pitied.
If you love me, pity me. The human state is pitiable: born to die, capable of so much, accomplishing so little; killing instead of creating, destroying instead of building, hating instead of loving. Pitiful, pitiful.
Some people are always thirsting for water from other people's wells.
Only a fool would refuse to enter a fool's paradise when that's the only paradise he'll ever have a chance to enter.
Memory is a magnet. It will pull to it and hold only material nature has designed it to attract.
Each death and departure comes to us as a surprise, a sorrow never anticipated.
Life is a long series of farewells; only the circumstances should surprise us.
At fourteen you don't need sickness or death for tragedy.
In their sympathies, children feel nearer animals than adults.
They frolic with animals, caress them, share with them feelings neither has words for. Have they ever stroked any adult with the love they bestow on a cat? Hugged any grownup with the ecstasy they feel when clasping a puppy?
Being consistent meant not departing from convictions already formulated;
being a leader meant making other persons accept these convictions. It was a narrow track, and a one-way, but a person might travel a considerable distance on it. A number of dictators have.
Somehow I have the feeling that in some book is the great treasure I've been looking for all my life.
The emotion, the ecstasy of love, we all want, but God spare us the responsibility.
The source of one's joy is also often the source of one's sorrow.
Knowledge of what you love somehow comes to you;
you don’t have to read nor analyze nor study. If you love a thing enough, knowledge of it seeps into you, with particulars more real than any chart can furnish.
It is very east to forgive others their mistakes;
it takes more grit and gumption to forgive them for having witnessed your own.
A big iron needle stitching the country together.
I am always jumping into the sausage grinder and deciding, even before I’m half ground, that I don’t want to be a sausage after all.
To meet at all, one must open ones eyes to another;
and there is no true conversation no matter how many words are spoken, unless the eye, unveiled and listening, opens itself to the other.
Justice is a terrible but necessary thing.
A good time for laughing is when you can.
There is no royal path to good writing;
and such paths as exist do not lead through neat critical gardens, various as they are, but through the jungles of self, the world, and of craft.
The conversation of two people remembering, if the memory is enjoyable to both, rocks on like music or lovemaking. There is a rhythm and a predictability to it that each anticipates and relishes.
It is the loving, not the loved, woman who feels loveable.
If you train people properly, they won't be able to tell a drill from the real thing. If anything, the real thing will be easier.