Ink Quotes

I don't want to give too much ink to foolish men.

My table is now brightly, now dimly lighted. Its temperature varies. It may receive an ink stain. One of its legs may be broken. It may be repaired, polished, and replaced part by part. But, for me, it remains the table at which I daily write.

Without a doubt, first thing we should do is clean up our fiscal house, and that starts with balancing our budgets and digging out of this red ink. We cannot expect to continue in this fashion and remain the leader of the free world.

The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible.

International business may conduct its operations with scraps of paper, but the ink it uses is human blood.

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

I am tired, beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you; of squeezing it into little ink drops, and posting it. And I scald alone, here, under the fire of the great moon.

I refer, of course, to the debts our nation has amassed for itself over decades of indulgence. It is the new Red Menace, this time consisting of ink. We can debate its origins endlessly and search for villains on ideological grounds, but the reality is pure arithmetic.

My books were always full of ink blots, always stained and covered with smeared sketches and pictures, which one draws idly when his attention wanders from his task.

Advertising is the ability to sense, interpret... to put the very heart throbs of a business into type, paper and ink.

I am using soybean based ink, which is recyclable.

To say a poem is absolute is saying nothing, because an ink blot can be absolute. Yet you put into it what you like. So it becomes totally relative.

My gut feeling is that paper and ink are going to be with us for a long time yet, and in substantial quantities, though certainly books are now going to be available in other forms.

I am probably exaggerating a little, but I owe my equilibrium to ink and paper.

Paper and ink are all but trash, if I cannot find the thought which the writer did think.

The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns, as it were, instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish squirting out ink.

It was said of old Sarah, Duchess of Marlborough, that she never puts dots over her I s, to save ink.

You can do the best research and be making the strongest intellectual argument, but if readers don't get past the third paragraph you've wasted your energy and valuable ink.

Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

Don't think it, ink it.

No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination.

But words are things, and a small drop of ink, Falling like dew, upon a thought, produces That which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.

A newspaper is lumber made malleable. It is ink made into words and pictures. It is conceived, born, grows up and dies of old age in a day.

I act as a sponge. I soak it up and squeeze it out in ink every two weeks.

How hard it is to make your thoughts look anything but imbecile fools when you paint them with ink on paper.

I have designed my style pantomimes as white ink drawings on black backgrounds, so that man's destiny appears as a thread lost in an endless labyrinth. I have tried to shed some gleams of light on the shadow of man startled by his anguish.

Animals outline their territories with their excretions, humans outline their territories by ink excretions on paper.

There is something magical in seeing what you can do, what texture and tone and colour you can produce merely with a pen point and a bottle of ink.

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

I still do some inking here and there and I've actually got a book that I'm going to ink entirely.