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.

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To be a great motorbike racer, the most important thing is passion for the bike.
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It's just such an honor to say that I was in something by Steven Spielberg. I feel so blessed I got to meet such great people, and I got to go to a beautiful place, Vancouver, and I had a great time.
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Before Juilliard, I was a schoolteacher for a little bit. I taught in a charter school. I was a substitute teacher for kids ages 3 to 6.
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Most of our designs are developed long before there is a practical possibility of carrying them out. I do that on purpose and have done it all my life. I do it when I am interested in something.
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Life is like the ocean. You can either be the ball floating on the waves, or make your own waves.
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For a long time there has been a lot of talk but not much action. I think we have to reverse that now.
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People order clothes out of a catalogue, put it on an actor and everything is generic.
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The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.
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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.
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How can you wish on a turkey wishbone with a man who is capable of correcting a love letter?
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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.
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Experts always tend to obscure the obvious.
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An author is often obscure to the reader because they proceed from the thought to expression than like the reader from the expression to the thought.
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Not all actresses know how to express their looks, I think. For me, it's an on-again, off-again thing. I'm still struggling.
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Envy plus rhetoric equals "social justice.".
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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.