Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
Alexander PopeRead
Why did I write? whose sin to me unknown_x000D_ _x000D_ Dipt me in ink, my parents', or my own?_x000D_ _x000D_ As yet a child, nor yet a fool to fame,_x000D_ _x000D_ I lisp'd in numbers, for the numbers came.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on the origin and purpose of the author's writing, questioning whether it stems from personal experience or familial influence.
In this quote, Alexander Pope explores the complexities of creative expression, pondering whether his inclination to write is an innate talent or a product of his upbringing. He suggests that, as a child, he was already drawn to the rhythm of writing, indicating that creativity can often emerge from an inherent desire to express oneself, regardless of external influences or expectations.
In practice
A writer at a literary festival discussing the origins of their work.
Do good by stealth, and blush to find it fame.
What dire offence from am'rous causes springs, What mighty contests rise from trivial things.
Fair tresses man's imperial race ensnare; And beauty draws us with a single hair.
An honest man's the noblest work of God.
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight;_x000D_ _x000D_ Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight.
Who breaks a butterfly on a wheel?
Great art is the outward expression of an inner life in the artist, and this inner life will result in his personal vision of the world.
So they were turning, after all - those cameras. Life, which can be strangely merciful, had taken pity on Norma Desmond. The dream she had clung to so desperately had enfolded her. Norma: You see, this is my life. It always will be! (In a whisper) There's nothing else - just us - and the cameras - and those wonderful people out there in the dark. All right, Mr. De Mille, I'm ready for my close-up.
A crime is like a crack in reality, and it is the author's role to explore those cracks. As a writer, I like to see how they impinge on people.
You photograph with all your ideology.
What was venerated as style was nothing more than an imperfection or flaw that revealed the guilty hand.
Every scene should be able to answer three questions: "Who wants what from whom? What happens if they don't get it? Why now?"
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