Elena Ferrante Quotes
She was struggling to find, from inside the cage in which she was enclosed, a way of being all her own, that was still obscure to her.
Elena Ferrante
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People order clothes out of a catalogue, put it on an actor and everything is generic.
Sandra Bullock
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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
George Eliot
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There's times when the crockery seems alive, an' flies out o' your hand like a bird. It's like the glass, sometimes, 'ull crack as it stands. What is to be broke will be broke.
George Eliot
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How can you wish on a turkey wishbone with a man who is capable of correcting a love letter?
Bel Kaufman
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When a good man lends himself to the advocacy of slavery, he must, at least for a time, feel himself to be any where but at home, amongst his new thoughts, doctrines, and modes of reasoning.
Gerrit Smith
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A living thing is distinguished from a dead thing by the multiplicity of the changes at any moment taking place in it.
Herbert Spencer
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I prefer the saddle to the streetcar and star-sprinkled sky to a roof, the obscure and difficult trail, leading into the unknown, to any paved highway, and the deep peace of the wild to the discontent bred by cities. Do you blame me then for staying here, where I feel that I belong and am one with the world around me? It is true that I miss intelligent companionship, but there are so few with whom I can share the things that mean so much to me that I have learned to contain myself. It is enough that I am surrounded with beauty
Everett Ruess
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That which works is authentic. It's a practical truth. What really matters is that we find benefit, regardless of whether it's an ancient traditional approach or some new version, popular or obscure.
David F. Swensen
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Thriller novelists get asked - berated, sometimes - about whether their work glorifies bad behavior, even, exploits human tragedy for entertainment.
M. J. Rose
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She was struggling to find, from inside the cage in which she was enclosed, a way of being all her own, that was still obscure to her.
Elena Ferrante