“How strange a vehicle it is, coming down unchanged from times of old romance,and so characteristically black, the way no other thing is black except a coffin–a vehicle evoking lawless adventures in the plashing stillness of night, and still more strongly evoking death itself, the bier, the dark obsequies, the last silent journey.”
I have always been fascinated with the gondola. It is such a characteristically unique vehicle associated with Venice. The red double decker bus of London or the yellow cab of New York comes to mind as similarly iconic features of a city . Anyway, Thomas Mann describes very well this timeless vehicle.
“Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing.”
“You fail only if you stop writing.”
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.”
“Writing, to me, is simply thinking through my fingers.”