Top 100 Quotes About Ink
#1. Mark Dawidziak is as comfy and entertaining a tour guide through the world of Mark Twain as Twain himself was a tour guide through the world. In other words, Mark Twain's Guide is such a fun read that the only thing dry about it is the ink.
David Bianculli
#2. Ink and paper were the only place where my voice didn't falter, didn't betray the real me.
Sarah Ockler
#3. A recluse without books and ink is already in life a dead man.
Alfred Nobel
#4. Best believe that needle hurt you Best to see these true colors Than follow one of your false virtues A little secret to make you think: Why is the crazy stuff we never say, poetry in ink?
Eddie Van Halen
#5. When ink joins with a pen, then the blank paper
can say something. Rushes and reeds must be woven
to be useful as a mat. If they weren't interlaced, the wind would blow them away.
Jalaluddin Rumi
#6. Trust me, today not even my Timex could take a licking and keep on ticking. Give me a Tonka truck and I'll squash it with my ink pen. (Taryn)
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#7. He's stoic and proud, bigger than life. Sharp jaw, intense eyes, armor made up of metal and ink. He is intensity and want and desire. He's happiness and frustration and comfort and hope and fear. He is my roller coaster.
Brighton Walsh
#8. I've got a vendetta to destroy the Net, to make everyone go to the library. I love the organic thing of pen and paper, ink on canvas. I love going down to the library, the feel and smell of books.
Joseph Fiennes
#10. You signed no contract to become a parent, but the responsibilities were written in invisible ink. There was a point when you had to support your child, even if no one else would. It was your job to rebuild the bridge, even if your child was the one who burned it in the first place.
Jodi Picoult
#11. No pen, no ink, no table, no room, no time, no quiet, no inclination
James Joyce
#12. In a culture of silence Let the pen be your weapon The ink is permanent and can transcend emotions and stories across mediums into the future Weaponize your pen and destroy The culture of silence My
Nnennaya Amuchie
#13. The life these words speak of is not worth the ink they are written in ... He now knows that the only words worth writing down arise when language is impossible.
Andrei Makine
#14. It is as true for the writer as for the reader that any novel worth its ink should be an experience first and foremost - not an essay, not a statement, not an orderly rollout of themes and propositions. All of which is to say: stories, too, are wild things.
David Wroblewski
#15. I held it close to my face and smelled the ink. I have always loved the smell of ink in a new book.
Chaim Potok
#16. Ideas can come from anywhere and at any time. The problem with making mental notes is that the ink fades very rapidly.
Rolf Smith
#17. Let us intoxicate ourselves with ink , since we lack the nectar of the gods
Flaubert
#18. Writing ink is the magic that allows nothing to become something. It catches the fleeting idea and seeks out the glances of those who wish to see. Even a random ink splat will mean something to someone.
Fennel Hudson
#19. Life was a blank page written in invisible ink, a tale all told, just waiting to be deciphered.
Faye Kellerman
#20. You hid in my ink and guided my hand. You stained the pages with your silence as God wrote the words, "Be still." Yet, my heart's blindness could only write in loud hues of red, "I love you.
Shannon L. Alder
#22. Ian paused and leaned closer to me so that I couldn't seem to see anything around his face, just snow and sapphire and ink.
Stephenie Meyer
#23. The product of paper and printed ink, that we commonly call the book, is one of the great visible mediators between spirit and time, and, reflecting zeitgeist, lasts as long as ore and stone.
Johann Georg Hamann
#24. When they coughed, they coughed like people accustomed to be forgotten on doorsteps and in draughty passages, waiting for answers to letters in faded ink ...
Charles Dickens
#25. I was born with the Sight, Ink," she said, voice trembling. "So tell me, why were you the first person I'd ever seen from the Twixt?"
They stared at each other. His answer slipped through his lips.
"Because I saw you," he confessed. "And I couldn't look away.
Dawn Metcalf
#26. The ink of the scholar is more holy than the blood of the martyr.
Anonymous
#27. Proper writing ink comes in a bottle, can be swirled like brandy in a glass, and smells like apple blossom after rain.
Fennel Hudson
#28. It's been said that no man is a hero to a newspaperman, and I spent too many years as an ink-stained wretch.
David Simon
#29. The blood of the heroes is closer to God than the ink of the philosophers and the prayers of the faithful.
Julius Evola
#31. Keep smiling, I tell myself. It's all good. That's what my wrist tattoo says and you only ink permanent words on your person if you plan to live by them.
J.C. Lillis
#32. ...got the ink as a constant symbol of what I fight for and of what I have to live for.
Megan Mitcham
#33. Tom Stoppard's other work includes: Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead, Jumpers, Travesties, Night and Day, After Magritte, The Real Thing, Enter A Free Man, Hapgood, Arcadia, Indian Ink (a stage adaptation of his own play, In the Native State) and The Invention of Love. Arcadia
Tom Stoppard
#34. Yet I am not writing with ordinary ink, but with red blood that drips
from my heart. All its wounds long scarred over have opened and it
throbs and hurts, and now and then a tear falls on the paper.
Leopold Von Sacher-Masoch
#35. It's been amazing to step out of a bottle of ink on to an iPad. There's no better time than right now to embrace this fabulous sandpit of technology. Because intuitively, at the touch of a finger, most of it is possible.
Max Walker
#36. You say grace before meals. All right. But I say grace before the concert and the opera, and grace before the play and pantomime, and grace before I open a book, and grace before sketching, painting, swimming, fencing, boxing, walking, playing, dancing and grace before I dip the pen in the ink.
G.K. Chesterton
#37. Together they made love among the mimeographed pages of their zine and the ink stained their bodies with letters and strange hieroglyph tattoos which they examined together in the moonlight drifting through the window, laughing.
Sunil Yapa
#38. Caleb and Tris exchange a look. The skin on his face and on her knuckles is nearly the same colour, purple-blue-green, as if drawn with ink. This is what happens when siblings collide - they injure each other in the same way.
Veronica Roth
#39. I remember when the Bic pen was controversial. They came from France. They were cheap, and when one was out of ink, you threw it away; you didn't dip it into more ink.
Patti Smith
#40. I'm a bit like a sponge. When I'm not writing I absorb life like water. When I write I squeeze the sponge a little - and out comes, not water but ink.
Georges Simenon
#41. The strong do not hesitate. They settle down, they sweat, they go on to the end. They exhaust the ink, they use up the paper.
Jules Renard
#42. Every author bleeds
a different color of ink,
some light, some dark,
but always
with an element
of truth...
Suzanne Steele
#43. I got more than a thing for you, tattoo wit a ink for you right over my heart girl, I'll do the unthinkable.
Drake
#44. We turn our backs on nature; we are ashamed of beauty. Our wretched tragedies have a smell of the office clinging to them, and the blood that trickles from them is the color of printer's ink.
Albert Camus
#45. If organs as elemental as brain and heart can be persuaded to regenerate, and others, like ears and corneas, can be fashioned from living ink, how will that change us as a species? Will the printing of organs affect our evolution? Could it alter our genes?
Diane Ackerman
#46. I, sole heir to the Munodi line and memory, am childless. A friend who knows such things has told me that this explains my compulsion to capture what I can with black ink on white paper." ("The Volatilized Ceiling of Baron Munodi")
Rikki Ducornet
#47. I remember as a child going to an exhibit about the Soviet Union, and every paper had this alien smell. The paper and the ink were all exported. It was like a piece of cheese from that country, you could touch it, feel it, smell it, and it was different.
Ben Katchor
#48. History that is presented only as ink-embalmed data is as a flower pressed in a book. Although the dry petals still hold all the elements of the original flower, they cannot show us how it looked blooming in the field. The color and fragrance - the true reality - or the flowers are gone.
Rex Alan Smith
#49. But, he realised, even in his panic he had not wanted to smudge the creamy paper by shutting the book while the ink was wet.
George Orwell
#50. There is something nice about a library, isn't there?" Mr. Curtis said. He nodded and took in the familiar scenery. "The scent of ink and worn, dusty pages.
Ilana Waters
#51. You are my destiny. My path less taken. You are my future. My home. You are my life.
My words are written on my skin, my heart. They're in ink and memories. Love me and let me love you. Be with me until we turn our final page.
Carrie Ann Ryan
#52. With Damien's back bared before him, he could now see the subtle stamp of scars under the kirin, a lifetime of pain drowned beneath ink and determination.
Rhys Ford
#53. Your goal over time is to use less red ink every day.
Keith Rabois
#54. Treaties are often written in paper and ink. War, is carved by stone in blood.
B.H.
#55. The Word of God we read is written not so much with ink as with the blood of the Son of God; or
John Calvin
#56. There was that special smell made up of paper, ink, and dust; the busy hush; the endless luxury of thousands of unread books. Best of all was the eager itch of anticipation as you went out the door with your arms loaded down with books.
Zilpha Keatley Snyder
#57. Lips are the outward sign, the emblem of desire, and lipstick is the ink in which we graffiti that message on our smile, our pout and pucker. When a girl blows a man a kiss she is sending him a piece of her soul.
Chloe Thurlow
#58. If all the earth were paper white / And all the sea were ink / 'Twere not enough for me to write / As my poor heart doth think.
John Lyly
#59. Never pick a fight with people who buy ink by the barrel.
Mark Twain
#60. And if all the trees on earth were pens and the ocean [were ink], with seven
oceans behind it to add to its [supply], yet would not the words of Allah be
exhausted [in the writing]: for Allah is Exalted in Power, full of Wisdom.
Anonymous
#61. There is a value to books - unhackable, paper books - that measures far beyond mere ink and paper.
Richard Due
#62. She exuded sexuality almost tangible, like ink obscuring the waters around the octopus before it strikes.
Travis Luedke
#63. Graphical excellence is that which gives to the viewer the greatest number of ideas in the shortest time with the least ink in the smallest space.
Edward R. Tufte
#64. Dream on it, think on it, ink on it, speak on it ... then proceed to bring on it. Fulfillment is ordered to find you. Shine time!
T.F. Hodge
#65. Shadows crept along the ground like slowly seeping India ink, moved up the sides of the house, and slipped through the slats on the picket fence. Sunset tinted the sky purple and pink.
Kristin Hannah
#66. One box, and it holds a whole life of love - almost every letter Carly and I have ever exchanged. Seeing it here, all together, three big bundles of paper...is that all we were? Dying pages, fading ink?
Dawn Kurtagich
#67. but the more ink he added, the more vulnerable I felt. There was a chance I might shatter if I revealed too much.
Helena Hunting
#68. She focused on that nothingness, imagined it as ink spilling over everything she could possibly think or feel.
Marie Rutkoski
#69. As a schoolboy I liked to draw the leaders of the world proletariat - especially Marx. Just start smearing an ordinary splotch of ink around and you've already got a resemblance ...
Sergei Dovlatov
#70. But it only takes a doubt. A drop of ink falls into a clear glass of water and clouds the whole thing. So the moment after I realised I wasn't perfectly well was the moment I realised I was still very ill indeed.
Matt Haig
#71. I dip my pen in the blackest ink, because I'm not afraid of falling into my inkpot.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#72. The door opens and my new neighbor is a vampire. He's nearly a foot taller than me. Unruly ink-black hair, and a face made of knife angles. If I were obnoxious, I might use the term shockingly attractive . Or terrifyingly handsome . Holy mother of balls would also be an option.
Eva Morgan
#73. The writing is definitely on the wall and no matter how pretty the ink looks, it will still bleed through and stain the layers beneath permanently.
K. Bromberg
#75. I feel like everyone who sees me knows what I am. As if it is written on my forehead in bold black ink. Perhaps it is written on my soul, now, and they can see it in my eyes, those windows to my soul.
Jasinda Wilder
#76. ...the stars are fixed in rooftops like ink.
Jack Kerouac
#77. Waiting for the pen to dry up so he can start fresh with thoughts that are worth new ink.
Brian Andreas
#78. There was something about the smell of books, the ink-and-paper-and-leather scent, the way dust in a library seemed to behave differently from the dust in any other room
it was golden in the light of the witchlight tapers, setting like pollen across the polished surfaces of long tables.
Cassandra Clare
#79. How do you tell when you're out of invisible ink?
Steven Wright
#80. For once the disease of reading has laid upon the system it weakens so that it falls an easy prey to that other scourge which dwells in the ink pot and festers in the quill. The wretch takes to writing.
Virginia Woolf
#81. I have often believed the pen to be a needle, and ink to be a thread. Each story is an intricately woven tapestry and with each word I invariably sew a piece of myself into the page.
Shaun Hick
#82. Prophet (PBUH) considered the ink of a scholar to be holier than the blood of a martyr.
Imran Khan
#83. The darkness has ink eyes, and if you stare long enough, you're going to see it blink black. That's the moment to start writing.
Jarod Kintz
#84. I use the old Strathmore vellum surface paper, which is the best paper you can get in the Western world for ink line drawing. It has a good, hard surface.
Robert Crumb
#85. Beware as you get the octopus on board. Suddenly he relaxes his grasp, and shhots out a jet of ink, which smarts considerably.
Wilfred Grenfell
#86. I knew that in the second letter he misspelled the word existence, replacing the second e with an a; in the fourth he forgot to dot the i in believe. I slept with them not under my pillow but clutched in my hand, with the sweat from my dreams leaking from my palms and smudging the ink.
Leslye Walton
#87. No war. Fight with your pen. Give your battle-cry in ink, and mark your dreams down on a page
Susan Fletcher
#88. He recognized this particular act for what it was: a woman's need to mark her man. The scary part was, he didn't care. Hell, at this moment, if she wanted to tattoo her name on his ass, he'd go buy the fucking ink.
Alannah Lynne
#89. He hath not eat paper, as it were; he hath not
drunk ink; his intellect is not replenished; he is
only an animal, only sensible in the duller parts.
(Shakespeare, Love's Labor's Lost, IV)
William Shakespeare
#90. Neuere Poeten tun viel Wasser in die Tinte. (More recent poets put a lot of water in the ink.)
Goethe: Aus Makariens Archiv. Wilhelm Meisters Wanderjahre. III 18
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#92. Draw every bad word you've ever called yourself on your body. Stand in the shower and pay attention to the way the words turn back into ink and disappear down the drain.
Iain S. Thomas
#93. All writers pen sad stories to garner sympathy, writing is after all for the abandoned of the society: the ink-leech, spewing black blood and sucking innocent souls.
Aporva Kala
#94. And then they were inside, and out of the wind, and surrounded by comforting walls and walls of books. The rich, delightful smell of old paper, leather and ink permeated the place, washing away the pettier odours of blood and oil and smog.
Genevieve Cogman
#95. White can be attained by blending all the colors of the spectrum together, or through the substraction of ink and all other pigments. In short, it is "all colors" and "no color" at the same time.
Kenya Hara
#96. If the Bible is called the Good Book, it's not because its people are. Blood flows as freely through the stories as the ink through the quills that penned them.
Max Lucado
#97. And just like that, I was caught in another moment of awe. Even the back of the man was enough to make my legs quake, but what stilled me was the stunning ink he wore
Melissa Jane
#98. Eventually, the sun will rise, I'll have to bleed with my butterfly brothers, and the rest of the world will get to see my blue ink, not just you. But here's the thing," he says. "I may bleed every single day for the world, but I bleed the most for you.
Nikki Godwin
#99. And once again, that high, domed sky makes me feel a wide vista of emotion, and once again I could weep at an overturned chair or a torn page, or today, Larry's scruffy beard and the ink on his fingers that I can see from here.
Deb Caletti
#100. I use a quill pen dipped in India ink. I also like Faber-Castell brush pens and Pigma Micron pens. And I work on Duo-Shade board.
Steve Breen
