If you have the guts to be yourself, other people'll pay your price.
John UpdikeRead
I find in my own writing that only fiction - and rarely, a poem - fully tests me to the kind of limits of what I know and what I feel.
Interpretation
The quote expresses how fiction and poetry challenge the depths of one's knowledge and emotions.
John Updike reflects on the unique ability of fiction and poetry to push the boundaries of understanding and emotional expression. He suggests that these art forms serve as rigorous tests of personal insight and feeling, allowing writers to explore complex truths about their experiences and perceptions. In doing so, they reveal the profound connection between creativity and introspection.
In practice
In a literary discussion about the importance of creative writing.
If you have the guts to be yourself, other people'll pay your price.
Dost thou love life? Then do not squander time, for that's the stuff life is made of. _x000D_ _x000D_ Suspect each moment, for it is a thief, tiptoeing away with more than it brings.
Museums and bookstores should feel, I think, like vacant lots - places where the demands on us are our own demands, where the spirit can find exercise in unsupervised play.
But it is just two lovers, holding hands and in a hurry to reach their car, their locked hands a starfish leaping through the dark.
The reader knows the writer better than he knows himself; but the writer's physical presence is light from a star that has moved on.
To guarantee the individual maximum freedom within a social frame of minimal laws ensures - if not happiness - its hopeful pursuit.
By the sheer act of writing, we are trying to place value on the stories that we're invested in.
The heaviest impact of the work of art is in the guts. Art does not reason. It manhandles you and changes you.
The famous pipe. How people reproached me for it! And yet, could you stuff my pipe? No, it's just a representation, is it not? So if I had written on my picture “This is a pipe”, I'd have been lying!
How did writing come to me? Like bird’s down on my windowpane, in winter. Just then there rose in the heart a struggle of firebrands, which has, still now, not ended.
Art when really understood is the province of every human being. It is simply a question of doing things, anything, well. It is not an outside, extra thing.
I wanted to keep exploring... I'm not about to choose a series of movies in which I can use the same bag of tricks and style that I used in the first film.
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