Hi everyone, I'm Hannah and I love writing, it's the only thing that has stayed with me through everything, unlike soem of my other hobbies etc.

I hope you like my writing and all comments are gratefully recieved!

Much love

Inspirational Quotes for Writing.

'Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader - not the fact that it is raining, but the feeling of being rained upon.'

E.I.Doctorow

'The task of a writer consists of being able to make something out of an idea.'

Thomas Mann

'There are no laws for the novel. There never have been, nor can there ever be.'

Dorris Lessing

Fabulous Quotes - General

'What's in a name? that which we call a rose

By any other name would smell as sweet.'

Romeo and Julliet, Shakespeare

'When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.'

Twilight, Stephenie Meyer

'What lies beyond us, and what lies before us are tiny matters compared to what lies within us.'

Talph Waldo Emerson

'I had not intended to live him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extripate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and not, at the first renewed view of him, they sponatneously revived, great and trong! He had made me love him without looking at me.'

Jane Eyre, Emily Bronte

Year 11 Yearbook quote:

'Live loud, dream big, go far!'

Favourite piece of advise:

'Be who you want to be and screw everyone else!'

'Positivity breeds positivity.'

'Mental attitude!!'

The amazing words of The Script:

'They say all bad things happen for a reason,

But wise words can't stop the bleeding.'

I love this, It's a Shakesperean Sonnet, very English and it tells such an amazing story that it represents for me everything that a poem should be!:

Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red.

If snow be white, why then breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damasked, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in her breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That mus hath a far more pleasing sound.

I grant I never saw a goddess go:

My mistress when she walks treads on the ground.

 And yet, by heavan, I think my love as rare

 As any she belied with false compare.