Nina Tassler Quotes

I've always liked discovering things.

The great thing for me, now, is that writing has become more and more interesting. Not just as a craft but as a way into things that are not described. It's a thing of discovering. That's when writing is really working. You're on the trail of something, and you don't quite know what it is.

I've always felt you unearth story, like you're on an archeological dig.

The real prize is finding something new out there.

Layer by layer art strips life bare.

One must look for one thing only, to find many.

Reality is not simply there, it must be searched and won.

For the scientists, they're kind of puzzled and pleased that somebody finds their work interesting. It makes it fun for me. I feel like I've sort of turned over a stone that hasn't been turned over.

I do not seek. I find.

All writing is that structure of revelation. There's something you want to find out. If you know everything up front in the beginning, you really don't need to read further if there's nothing else to find out.

I like deconstructing things. I like cutting the legs out from under something that feels secret.

I've always been interested in what else is here, what lies beneath.

If you are going to try and hide something, sooner or later people are going to find out.

I like it when the deeper you go with the character, the more you see the layers start to peel away.

Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.

The truth won't stay hidden and will come out.

Things can’t be kept secret forever.

It's always interesting exploring something that has dimensions and layers to it.

You basically only discover a new thing once.

It's always good to find things that you haven't found before.

There are secrets at the heart of every story; there is something that must be uncovered or discovered, both by the reader and by the characters.

I'm on a search for the truth.

Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them.

It is the nature of truth to struggle to the light.

Make my breast transparent as pure crystal, that the world, jealous of me, may see the foulest thought my heart does hold.