I, literally, just wrote a sonnet -- from blank page to completion -- in about half an hour. I was in the process of going to bed when inspiration snuck up and clubbed me on the head; knocking loose a bunch of rhythm and rhyme. :-)
“Language is a cracked kettle on which we beat out tunes for bears to dance to, while all the time we long to move the stars to pity.” - Gustave Flaubert (died: 8 May 1880)
“Your absence has gone through me Like thread through a needle. Everything I do is stitched with its color.” - W.S. Merwin (died: 15 March 2019)
“The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.” - Mary Oliver (died: 17 January 2019)
“The basic tool for the manipulation of reality is the manipulation of words. If you can control the meaning of words, you can control the people who must use the words.” - Philip K. Dick (born: 16 December 1928)
“Language is the armory of the human mind, and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests.” - Samuel Taylor Coleridge (born: 21 November 1772)