authorship [Theme]

Shakespeare... I just don’t remember which thing.

Copyright and rights-nah.

I still feel that way when I hear our music on the radio. Something so personal and close to us has gone to live our own life and will now mean something different for everyone.

© Oleg Roy

The viewer expects sincerity, talk about himself, about what is happening to him, about his fears and hopes, abysses and heights. For example, I am the viewer who does not read film annotations, I know that something interesting and new can be expected from this author, and I come to the cinema for a dream. When you go to bed, you cannot read the annotation for a future dream, you just see it. Roughly the same thing happens with the viewer: he comes into the hall and will be happy to plunge into the unknown, disturbing him like a bad dream, or, on the contrary, like a dream. Since ancient times, people have been interpreting their dreams, trying to understand what lessons this dream gives them. Roughly the same thing happens to the viewer when he leaves the cinema: he entered the hall alone, and left changed. And he begins to think, involuntarily build connections, he ponders, compares what he saw with his own gaze, passes through himself this other people's experience, because the author's efforts, his sincerity, depth and artistic honesty in his relationship with the world bring him into such revelations that often a person I would have been ready to say it myself. You know how it happens, you read a book and think: "Me too, I also thought about this!" But only you do not know how to turn it into a form. Or is it not your task. And it also happens that the artist will give you a revelation about yourself and for this new value for you you will be grateful to him for a long time; how do you thank that dream that took you away from trouble or told something that you will not read in books.

No more captious critic than the author himself.

The narrator is the author, the observer, the experimenter, in order to describe at least a small part of life, must first love her.

Even in the deepest meaning of the aphorism - often contains a very superficial view of the author.

There are puzzles where you have to guess the author.

It is a mistake to ascribe the authorship of M. A. Bulgakov - so to say - and self - plagiarism: "in an office suit behind a Desk, and the man - no."

Appreciating the meaning of the utterance, it is possible to forget the name of the author, but we cannot cease to value it.

- I wish paintings without signatures...
- Well, what signatures? Well, what do you cling? Then without the signatures, everything is clear - here birch grove, here food.

I did not say almost nothing of what I ascribe to, but if the phrase is good, but it certainly is mine.

Before demanding your thoughts with others, lay out to begin your real name.