Oh, Narcissus! My heart beats ink for you. A pulse in every line. It's your eyes my words want to be read by, your kind of mind they would be understood by, your heart they'd be felt by, and then you'd feel the same way that I do, if only these words could be read or heard by you.

— Steven L. Sheppard

Oil may run out, liquidity may dry up, but as long as ink flows freely, the next chapter of Life will continue to be written.

— Alex Morritt

O' melancholy, hectic chill for human soul, herewith dismal presence, any spirit does descent.

— Nithin Purple

Sometimes you have to go a little crazy before you can find sanity. I think I'm close.

— Tawny Lara

Stars ink your fingers with a lexicon of flame blazing rare knowledge.

— Aberjhani

Tattoos are a permanent commitment of passion

— Tawny Lara

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

— Jazz Feylynn

Technically, you cannot really own a book you bought; you can only own the sheets of paper your copy is printed on; unless, of course, you are the book’s publisher.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

The book did not say anything about a statue, valuable or otherwise, and so I stopped reading about the Dominating Beast and got interested in the chapter about the Stain'd witches, who had ink instead of blood in their veins. I wondered what they kept in their pens.

— Lemony Snicket

The caress of each word becoming one with the page twisting beneath the touch of the pen forming a trail of permanent kisses until they reach me

— N'Zuri Za Austin