Maxwell

Maxwell
Grammy Award-nominated R&B artist whose albums Maxwell's Urban Hang Suite and BLACKsummers'night were both Platinum-certified.
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionR&B Singer
Date of Birth23 May 1973
CountryUnited States of America
literature reader
Your reader is at least as bright as you are
nails circumstances magnet
The nail doesn't choose the time or the circumstances in which it is drawn to the magnet
spring lying home
Sometimes she goes out to work as a practical nurse, and comes home and sits by the kitchen table soaking her feet in a pan of hot water and Epsom salts. When she gets into bed and the springs creak under her weight, she groans with the pleasure of lying stretched out on an object that understands her so well.
memories lying past
What we, or at any rate what I, refer to confidently as memory--meaning a moment, a scene, a fact that has been subjected to a fixative and thereby rescued from oblivion--is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling. Too many conflicting emotional interests are involved for life ever to be wholly acceptable, and possibly it is the work of the storyteller to rearrange things so that they conform to this end. In any case, in talking about the past we lie with every breath we draw.
book reading doors
Reading is rapture (or if it isn't, I put the book down meaning to go on with it later, and escape out the side door).
memories mind goes-on
What we refer to confidently as memory is really a form of storytelling that goes on continually in the mind and often changes with the telling.
doors gone get-back
I had inadvertently walked through a door that I shouldn’t have gone through and couldn’t get back to the place I hadn’t meant to leave.
dog hunting imagination
If you turn the imagination loose like a hunting dog, it will often return with the bird in its mouth.
dream lying book
Because I actively enjoy sleeping, dreams, the unexplainable dialogues that take place in my head as I am drifting off, all that, I tell myself that lying down to an afternoon nap that goes on and on through eternity is not something to be concerned about. What spoils this pleasant fancy is the recollection that when people are dead they don't read books. This I find unbearable.
soul cameras lenses
Love, even of the most ardent and soul-destroying kind, is never caught by the lens of the camera.
sunset dark light
Happiness is the light on the water. The water is cold and dark and deep.
daughter children typewriters
My younger daughter told me recently that when she was a child she thought the typewriter was a toy that I went into my room and closed the door and played with.
sadness patient kind
His sadness was of the kind that is patient and without hope.
past views curiosity
The view after seventy is breathtaking. What is lacking is someone, anyone, of the older generation to whom you can turn when you want to satisfy your curiosity about some detail of the landscape of the past. There is no longer any older generation. You have become it, while your mind was mostly on other matters