It's a strange world made up of disappointments for the most part.
I keep writing largely because I get a satisfaction from it which can't be duplicated elsewhere. It fills the moments which otherwise are either terrifying or depressed. Not that I live that way, work too quiets me. My chief dissatisfaction with myself at the moment is that I don't seem to be able to lose myself in what I have to do as I should like to.


Letter to Robert McAlmon (8 August 1943), published in The Selected Letters of William Carlos Williams (1957) edited by John C. Thirlwall, p. 216


It's a strange world made up of disappointments for the most part. I keep writing largely because I get a satisfaction from it which can't be...

It's a strange world made up of disappointments for the most part. I keep writing largely because I get a satisfaction from it which can't be...

It's a strange world made up of disappointments for the most part. I keep writing largely because I get a satisfaction from it which can't be...

It's a strange world made up of disappointments for the most part. I keep writing largely because I get a satisfaction from it which can't be...