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Every so often he had to skim off his bubbling thoughts. — Jules Renard, Journal 1887-1910 **** One ruins the mind with too much writing. One rusts it by not writing at all. — Joseph Joubert, The Notebooks of Joseph Joubert **** With thinking too there is a time for ploughing & a time for harvesting. It gives me satisfaction to write a lot every day. This is childish but that’s how it is. — Wittgenstein, Culture and Value **** One would like to write just so much that the words give life to another, and just so little that one can still take them seriously oneself. — Elias Canetti, The Human Province **** Language is an ocean of words. As for me, either I almost drown in it or, when the tide goes out, I look around, walking on what’s left behind. Holes, puddles. Fragmentary writing means these puddles, these marine remnants, these shells, these wet pieces of evidence. — Georges Perros, Paper Collage

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