Elena Ferrante Quotes
While Otto ran here and there, carefully choosing places to urinate, I felt over every inch of my body the scratches of sexual abandonment, the danger of drowning in scorn for myself and nostalgia for him. I got up and went back along the path; I whistled again, and waited for Otto to return.
Elena Ferrante
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Rich countries have been sending aid to poor countries for the last 60 years. And, by and large, this has failed.
Iqbal Quadir
I believe in God, but I don't know what it is - if it's a he, she, a he-she, or anything. Who knows what it is. All I know is that I feel like there's something else there.
Sam Smith
There are three successive states of morality answering to the three principal stages of human life; the personal, the domestic, and the social stage.
Auguste Comte
Worry is negative goal setting.
Brian Tracy
There is, unfortunately, too large a number of people who are just outright bigots in America. They're nowhere near a majority. They're a small number. But there are people who are in the Alt-Right who are just straight up bigots.
Van Jones
The last thing a young woman needs is another picture of a sexy pop star writhing in sand, covered in grease, touching herself.
Lady Gaga
There is still time to avoid the worst impacts of climate change, if we take strong action now.
Nicholas Herbert Stern
There is no place for nostalgia in a progressive world. The new school not only ignores nostalgia, but condemns it. The world of yesterday is becoming an isolated world of remembrances and echoes so forbidden that, to decorate the present with it, you must often do so with a sense of humor or belong to a select group.
Eric Sloane
I always loved movies, especially watching some of my mom's films when I was younger, like 'Out of Darkness,' where she played a schizophrenic.
Evan Ross
While Otto ran here and there, carefully choosing places to urinate, I felt over every inch of my body the scratches of sexual abandonment, the danger of drowning in scorn for myself and nostalgia for him. I got up and went back along the path; I whistled again, and waited for Otto to return.
Elena Ferrante
