Gary Shteyngart Quotes

Sometimes I fight with my heart, then I open myself way too much.

My heart's been torn wide open, just like I feared it would be, and I have no willpower to close it back up.

Look, then, into thine heart, and write!

Too many hearts have been broken, failing to trust what they feel.

That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open.

My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer.

I think I'd rather have my heart broke than do the breaking. —Lena

Someone Should Write Me a Love Poem but I'm Stuck Doing It Myself

This is how your heart gets snagged, like a balloon on a barbed-wire fence, this is where pieces of you get torn away.

My heart's in my hand, and my hand is pierced, and my hand's in the bag, and the bag is shut, and my heart is caught.

I find it hard to express myself when writing from the f - - - heart or the a - , or wherever. It's just like anything, it's (easier) when you get used to it, but I've not done it. I was just a singer in a band.

Anything that I write comes from the soul.

When I was 18 years old I went to Shakespeare Company, the school, and I wrote a poem about my leaves - I felt like a tree that had no leaves. That is the life at 18.

I internalize everything, keep everything inside. I'm not used to spilling my guts, and when you have to do that on film to make a point, it's hard. It's rough. I don't think it's as easy as people think.

I used to say it was painful to write lyrics about myself and looking inward.

I say it's easier to write for other people than write for myself.

When I was about twenty-one, I published a few poems. Maybe I wrote a couple of stories before, but I really began to write stories in my mid-thirties. My kids were still little, and they were in school and day care, and I had begun to think a lot about wanting to tell some stories and not being able to do it in poetry.

I've never had my heart broken. And I don't want to have my heart broken. I'm afraid of it. Even when I break someone else's heart, I'm really upset about it. And I'm not even feeling half of what they are.

You lit into me last night. You said what I did was stupid. - That's what my head said. But my heart... My stupid heart... Her voice broke. It was singing.

Are you hurting anywhere else?" I asked, feeling so emotionally raw after the long night we'd had. He caught my wrist and pulled my hand down to press flat over his heart. "Here." "So am I." He kissed my fingertips, then linked our hands and led me.

I fix what's broken - except in the heart.

If we had to say what writing is, we would have to define it essentially as an act of courage.

Indeed — why should I not admit it? — in that moment, my heart was breaking.

My heart is very much alive and in your hands. Do your best not to destroy it. You are very lucky it isn't it my hands... The only thing I know to do with hearts is incinerate them! Ouch!

What's often in your heart is the hardest to reach.