Write in recollection and amazement for yourself.

Write what you know.

Write what should not be forgotten.

Everything that I have known
You'll write to me to remind
Me of, and likewise I shall do
The whole past I'll recount to you

Write your dreams down on a piece of paper. That page may be a very important page in the book of human history.

إن حياتي تتجسد حين أرويها وذاكرتي تثبت بالكتابة؛ وما لا أصوغه في كلمات وأدونه على الورق سيمحوه الزمن .

Go to your desk on Monday morning and write about some event that’s still vivid in your memory. It doesn’t have to be long — three pages, five pages — but it should have a beginning and an end. Put that episode in a folder and get on with your life. On Tuesday morning, do the same thing. Tuesday’s episode doesn’t have to be related to Monday’s episode. Take whatever memory comes calling; your subconscious mind, having been put to work, will start delivering your past. Keep this up for two months, or three months, or six months. Don’t be impatient to start writing your “memoir” — the one you had in mind before you began. Then, one day, take all your entries out of their folder and spread them on the floor. (The floor is often a writer’s best friend.) Read them through and see what they tell you and what patterns emerge. They will tell you what your memoir is about — and what it’s not about.

Someday I’ll write and tell you all the things you mean to me in my mind. Shall I?

Don't trust in your memory. When you listen to something valuable, write it down. When you come across something important, write it down.

You may think you know, but you don't know you know until you can write it down. Research is not daydreaming. Explore your past, relive it, then write it down. In your head it's only memory, but written down it becomes working knowledge. Now with the bile of fear in your belly, write an honest, one-of-a-kind scene.

Dear John, tell me everything. Write it all down, that way, we’ll be with each other all the time, even if we’re not with each other at all.

I will write: for myself, for those who come after, and for the voices that cry out not to be forgotten.

A word of all the words I've got in there...
But if I wrote... Let's get it written, then,
This letter I've composed a hundred times,
Written and rewritten in my mind: it's ready
And all I have to do is lay my soul
Open beside the paper and copy it out.

So I be written in the Book of Love. I do not care about that Book Above. Erase my name, or write it as you will. So I be written in the Book of Love.