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The object of poetic activity is essentially language: whatever his beliefs & convictions, the poet is more concerned with words than what these words designate. — Octavio Paz

It (a singer's voice) sounds as if it was aged in a whiskey cask, cured in an Ozarks smokehouse, dropped down a stone well, pulled out damp, and kept moist in the palm of a wicked woman's hand. — Michael Perry

The audacity of my sagacity is instrumentality to my successity. — Ifeanyi Enoch Onuoha

A writer leads a hyphenated-life with words — Munia Khan

I know I'm not a wordsmith. And I don't write poetry. Sometimes I think I should, because it's really helpful. But I always wanted to write novels. — Candace Bushnell

... Pfiffikus, whose vulgarity made Rosa Hubermann look like a wordsmith and a saint. — Markus Zusak

I have an obligation as a writer to tell a story as interestingly as possible, but with integrity and not inserting false drama ... I'm looking to be subtle, but being a wordsmith does not interest me - I want to communicate. — Jonathan Coleman

I have offered myself to the inkwell of the wordsmith that I might be shaped into new terms of being. — Saul Williams

He [Shakespeare] was a wordsmith who loved to act and to see things from many points of view.(...) His genius lay in being able to see all sides of an argument. — Tina Packer

I am lover of words ... I am wickedly drunk with the magic of words ... the poetic nature whispers through and to my very heart and soul. — Jennifer Hillman

I was a horrible student! It just sort of evolved as I started playing. I guess I became a master of it when I declared myself a wordsmith or a ... word-play guy. As soon as I declared it and started that affirmation, I just became it. — Jason Mraz

When I was twenty I was in love with words, a wordsmith. I didn't know enough to know when people were letting words get in their way. Now I like the words to disappear, like a transparent curtain. — Wallace Stegner

But when he spoke, that great voice of his poured out of his chest in words like the snowflakes of winter, and then no other mortal could in debate contend with Odysseus. Nor did we care any longer how he looked. — Homer

Though this child came in with nothing but excess baby fat, chemical brain waves, and mother and son bodily toxins on his legs, he had a fate fit for a modern day demigod. — David Scheier

The pen may indeed be mightier than the sword, but the wordsmith would do well to welcome the blacksmith back into the fold, so that artisan craftsmanship the world over may fend off the ravages of industrialised homogeneity and bland monoculture. — Alex Morritt

For me, Fitzgerald was one of the great American writers of the last century; a wordsmith, a storyteller, a perfectionist. — Robert Littell

I was lingering out on the pavement. There was a missing person inside of myself and I needed to find him ... I felt done for, an empty burned-out wreck ... Wherever I am, I'm a '60s troubadour, a folk-rock relic, a wordsmith from bygone days, a fictitious head of state from a place nobody knows. — Bob Dylan

As dancers, especially for myself, personally, dance constitutes a lot of the conversation that I have. While I'm not a ridiculous wordsmith and I can't clearly verbalize the things that I'm feeling sometimes, I'd say that I can emote how I feel by dancing, 100% of the time, and fearlessly at that. — Stephen Boss

Every once in a bestseller list, you come across a truly exceptional craftsman, a wordsmith so adept at cutting, shaping, and honing strings of words that you find yourself holding your breath while those words pass from page to eye to brain. You know the feeling: you inhale, hold it, then slowly let it out, like one about to take down a bull moose with a Winchester .30-06. You force your mind to the task, scope out the area, take penetrating aim, and ... read.
But instead of dropping the quarry, you find you've become the hunted, the target. The projectile has somehow boomeranged and with its heat-sensing abilities (you have raised a sweat) darts straight towards you. Duck! And turn the page lest it drill between your eyes. — Chila Woychik