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I was forgetting that an artist also just stares at a piece of paper or canvas all day. It somehow never occurred to me to connect these two diverse creative modes.

Vera Nazarian

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Vera Nazarian
Age: 58
Born: 1966
Born: May 25
Novelist
Science Fiction Writer
Writer
Moscow
Russian SFSR
Artist
Connect
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Thus, true long-term change is brought about not by destructive passion of the moment but by well-reasoned constructive action. Violent shock of Armageddon that leaves nothing in its wake but a blank slate is not a solution, only a postponement of progress.
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A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists. Don’t let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.
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Everything I write now might have roots in myths, often disguised,often dissolved into new multi-ethnic myths of my own making.
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The act of sharing with readers was at first too much of an intimate thing. But it evolved into an intense necessity to share.
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There's a difference between playing and playing games. The former is an act of joy, the latter — an act.
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Why does every road eventually narrow into a point at the horizon? Because that's where the point lies.
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I see no profound progress taking place when there is no hope, no inspiration, only drastic overthrow and rebellion. Before having a revolution of thought there must be real ideals to aspire to, and they are only to be found within.
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Whenever you go on a trip to visit foreign lands or distant places, remember that they are all someone's home and backyard.
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The heartland lies where the heart longs to be. Sometimes it takes a lifetime to find the true place to plant it.
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It is life that fights and struggles and rages life, that tears at you in its last agonizing throes to hold on, even if but for one futile instant longer... Whereas I, I come softly when it is all done. Pain and death are an ordered sequence, not a parallel pair. So easy to confuse the correlations, not realizing that one does not bring the other.
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Of course at that point I had no idea that the adventure was only beginning and that the struggle and the rejections were to pile before me, a typical young writer, in an implacable mountain. But I was on my way.
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