The fear in my heart was like in one of those dreams where you try to run but you can't do it, you can't run because the fear is an anchor in your chest.
WALTER MOSLEY, Fear Itself
A peasant that reads is a prince in waiting.
WALTER MOSLEY, The Long Fall
The older you get the more you live in the past.
WALTER MOSLEY, The Last Days of Ptolemy Grey
Love, as the poet says, is like the spring. It grows on you and seduces you slowly and gently, but it holds tight like the roots of a tree. You don't know until you're ready to go that you can't move, that you would have to mutilate yourself in order to be free. That's the feeling. It doesn't last, at least it doesn't have to. But it holds on like a steel claw in your chest. Even if the tree dies, the roots cling to you. I've seen men and women give up everything for love that once was.
WALTER MOSLEY, The Man in My Basement
Lawyer even sounds like liar.
WALTER MOSLEY, Walking the Line
Many writers-in-waiting spend a lot of time avoiding the work at hand. The most common way to avoid writing is by procrastination. This is the writer's greatest enemy. There is little to say about it except that once you decide to write every day, you must make yourself sit at the desk or table for the required period whether or not you are putting down words. Make yourself take the time even if the hours seem fruitless. Ideally, after a few days or weeks of being chained to the desk, you will submit to the story that must be told.
WALTER MOSLEY, This Year You Write Your Novel
A man's bookcase will tell you everything you'll ever need to know about him.
WALTER MOSLEY, The Long Fall
The process of writing a novel is like taking a journey by boat. You have to continually set yourself on course. If you get distracted or allow yourself to drift, you will never make it to the destination. It's not like highly defined train tracks or a highway; this is a path that you are creating, discovering. The journey is your narrative.
WALTER MOSLEY, This Year You Write Your Novel
Many & most moments go by with us hardly aware of their passage. But love & hate & fear cause time to snag you, to drag you down like a spider's web holding fast to a doomed fly's wings. And when you're caught like that you're aware of every moment & movement & nuance.
WALTER MOSLEY, When the Thrill Is Gone
We are not trapped or locked up in these bones. No, no. We are free to change. And love changes us. And if we can love one another, we can break open the sky.
WALTER MOSLEY, Blue Light
The life most of us live are lives we are forced to live by immediate needs, influences, and pressures.
WALTER MOSLEY, Black Genius
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