Jan 12, 2012
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Gabriela Mistral (first female lit nobel prize winner)

I write on my knees, the desk table has never been of any use to me—not in Chile, Paris, or Lisbon.  I write during the morning or night.  The afternoon has never given me any inspiration; I do not understand the reason for its sterility or lack of desire for me.  

I believe that I have never written a verse in a closed room or in a room facing a drab wall of a house. I always seize a piece of sky: that which Chile gave to me with all blueness, Europe gives scribbled with clouds. My mood improves if I positively direct my old eyes and gaze at a mass of trees. 

I always have 4 or 6 sharp pencils by my side because I am quite lazy. I revise more than people can believe.  I like to write in a neat room, although I am a very disorganized person.

Writing tends to cheer me; it always soothes my spirit and blesses me with the gift of an innocent, tender, child-like day.  It is the sensation of having spent a few hours in my homeland, with my customs, free whims, my total freedom.

(Source: books.google.com)

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