Fennel Hudson Quotes

In the dream world, anything is possible. It requires a fertile imagination, and a desire to explore the half-light between the known and the unknown.

It was a country life, a precious existence.

I am happiest sitting against a tree, with my notebook or sketchpad on my knee, capturing the moment.

Eventually, after much dreaming, the dream no longer suffices. You have to physically be there.

I wasn’t born to fetch, or sit, or accept a beating. I’m here to be me, to write, and know my purpose.

Being an author is to have a toe in the creative pool and a foot in the vat of commerce.

Books are the most important of all my possessions. They capture the thoughts, feelings, dreams and lives of their authors, welcoming us into their worlds and inspiring us to emulate their adventures.

Time alone can help us to look inward, to fish for things that others can’t see.

It’s not always best to know what’s going on beneath the surface.

Every layer of complexity creates greater distance from life’s simple truths.

As with writing by candlelight, one’s greatest ideas come from ‘the flickering’ between darkness and light.

Organic life cannot be far from water.

Be patient, persistent and above all, believe.

A person has to be comfortable in his or her own skin.

I write into an old book that smells of dust and whose pages are floppy with damp. Sometimes the ink splodges onto the paper, other times it will barely leave the nib of my pen.

Yearn for the opposite, to buck the trend, to be different.

Change, it seems, is inevitable. And so is compromise.

In with the new, out with the old.’ That’s what we’re told. We have to change, adapt, compromise.

Be batty, be traditional, and be proud.

You can escape completely, seeking an alternative life, or you can play the game and go absent without leave. How you do it is up to you.

It is possible to escape the complexities, challenges and pace of modern life. All we have to do is close our eyes and picture a quiet world where time moves slowly.

If ever the adventure proves tiring, or you lose sight of your dream, look to the west at sunset. There, on days when the skies are clear, you might see upon the horizon a thin layer of amber mist. When it appears, you will know its purpose: it is the mist of believing.

It’s better to be individual than a clone of someone else.

I’ll be off exploring, searching for those out-of-bounds places where dreams exist.

The things we place greatest value upon are prioritised by their context in our lives.

Think about it: send SLASH receive. Email is the frenzied killer of proper communication.

The thing that matters most is what matters to you, not anybody else.

Smile, tip your traditional hat, and enjoy your time by the water.

A man can never have too many books. Neither can he have too many fountain pens, hats, fishing rods, waistcoats, tea caddies, paintings or whatever helps him to feel at home in his surroundings and communicate his personality to the world.

Time is not something to be killed. Doing so suffocates a part of us, writing off part of our life that could, or rather should, be spent doing something meaningful.

Life is a wonderfully fine thing. Go live it.

Publish a book before you’re too old to read it without glasses.

Reality is in the ether, a blend of present-day experiences infused with one’s memories and dreams. A life that is real to one is surreal to another.

Our best canvas is all around us, in everything we touch and do.

Confront the page that taunts you with its whiteness. Face your enemy and fill it with words. You are bigger and stronger than a piece of paper.

I’m pretty sure I’m the only author who intends to take the longest possible route to a destination that will always be over the next hill.

We have a calling: a need to be close to Nature, where she may cleanse our souls and wash away the stresses of yesterday. It is emotional recompense for the cost of living.