I found an article with a short list of exactly what the title says. And so I can avoid any mention of what a few of you are probably thinking, so you guys can keep writing and not get sucked in, here is the link.
A writer is a world trapped in a person— Victor Hugo
Ink is blood. Paper is bandages. The wounded press books to their heart to know they're not alone.
/I think, today,/ he thought back, /the important fact is that I don't/ need /to be better than him. He can just be a person. And I... I can just be one too./ — Adolin (Wind and Truth by Brandon Sanderson)
