So often I come across quotes from writers and I think “Yeah! You totally get me!” Too bad most of them are already dead and we can’t have a good long sit-down. Today’s quote:
I have often thought that the best mode of life for me would be to sit in the innermost room of a spacious locked cellar with my writing things and a lamp. Food would be brought and always put down far away from my room, outside the cellar’s outermost door. The walk to my food, in my dressing gown, through the vaulted cellars, would be my only exercise. I would then return to my table, eat slowly and with deliberation, then start writing again at once. And how I would write! From what depths I would drag it up! – Franz Kafka
In other words: Leave me alone, bring me food. I’m fine.