Charles M. Schulz Quotes

It hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time.

I often see how you sob over what you destroy, how you want to stop and just worship; and you do stop, and then a moment later you are at it again with a knife, like a surgeon.

It is almost impossible to reconcile self expression with the creative act.

A lot of the music comes out of that conflict of wanting this other thing and feeling guilty about wanting it, and then it guiding me somewhere despite my kicking and screaming.

Marvin Gaye said there's a song inside of me and I can't get it out. And I know it's in there, and I can feel that it's in there, and I can't get it out. There's so much that I want to say, and I haven't been able to figure out how to say it in my art. I can only say it in ham-fisted, clumsy, nonpoetic ways, and I'm trying to figure out how to talk about life and talk about love and talk about pain and trials and tribulation in an artistic form.

I write songs about things that I'm simultaneously trying not to think about.

I work to drive the awe away, yet awe impels the work.

My creative life is a constant struggle to achieve a balance between letting things flow in and letting things flow out.

Only one thing bothered me: at this very moment, as they say, of inexplicable bliss there would be a sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach and my abdomen would be assailed by a melancholy, cold shivering. In the end I couldn't abide such happiness and ran away.

I had to do this album. I tried thinking, "I'm not going to do it." But then I'm sitting there getting all suicidal and depressed, and I just start writing. It's like this inner drive. If I could choose, I would probably be living in the countryside and be fine with that, but I'm not.

It's an odd mix, the life of a playwright.

Anxiety is part of creativity, the need to get something out, the need to be rid of something or to get in touch with something within.

For me, writing is a love-hate relationship.

Humans have both the urge to create and destroy.

There was always a creative impulse in me but I never felt rooted to anything.

Every now and then, I feel terribly uncomfortable with what I'm working on, and then I think maybe I am an artist. I'm not very articulate about it, but I do know that you have to follow your gut.

There are parts of me that I keep secret even from myself. I have demons and I'd love to be able to healthily look at the demons and still be a wonderful actor and not feel I need them to create.

I am a terrible mixture of being organized, controlling, but chaotic. My desk is monstrous.

It was such a paradox for me that the only thing I know how to do is act, but that the first thing I abandoned while writing were the characters.

I think the whole idea of me was that I wasn't going to be but that I wanted to be, desperately.

My literature is much more the result of a paradox than that of an implacable logic, typical of police novels. The paradox is the tension that exists in my soul.

Destruction is always an attractive idea. My brother and I used to spend weeks making models of cities so that we could destroy them in 15 minutes. There's a fantastic joy in destroying something that you've meticulously built. Then you're free to build a new thing. Destruction and creation... they're inseparable.

All this angst, all this stuff we all feel, is just tied to making art. It's so ancient.

To a writer, madness is a final distillation of self, a final editing down. It's the drowning out of false voices.

Literature is achieved anxiety.