“Poetry is written with tears, fiction with blood, and history with invisible ink.”
“Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.”
“The very ink with which all history is written is merely fluid prejudice.”
“The pages are still blank, but there is a miraculous feeling of the words being there, written in invisible ink and clamoring to become visible”
“I prefer my history dead. Dead history is writ in ink, the living sort in blood.”
“The written word might as well have been my veins, and ink my blood.”