Elena Ferrante Quotes
It seemed to me that I had mastered words to the point of sweeping away forever the contradictions of being in the world, the surge of emotions, and breathless speech. In short, I now knew a method of speaking and writing that—by means of a refined vocabulary, stately and thoughtful pacing, a determined arrangement of arguments, and a formal orderliness that wasn’t supposed to fail—sought to annihilate the interlocutor to the point where he lost the will to object.
Elena Ferrante
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God, being a great abyss, to men his depth reveals Who climb the highest peak of the eternal hills
Angelus Silesius
When life is too easy for us, we must beware or we may not be ready to meet the blows which sooner or later come to everyone, rich or poor. (23 February 1940)
Eleanor Roosevelt
There was great leadership in this country at the time of World War II. There was also unrelenting resolve at home, in America's factories and on the farms, in the cities and the country.
Bob Feller
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Mario Vazquez
I am definitely a beach person. In fact, I am so much a beach person that my wife is allergic to beaches now.
Barun Sobti
But I'd rather not predict. I'd rather affect.
James Carville
When journalism is treated as just another widget in a commercial enterprise, the focus isn't on truth, verification or public good, but productivity and output.
Heather Brooke
His puritan, muscular, moor-tramping soul (superbly mirrored in Higgins's hymn to the intellect in Pygmalion) bred in him a loathing of all things, whether poems or gadgets, that were designed to comfort the human condition without actively trying to improve it.
Kenneth Tynan
Oh, magic hour, when a child first knows she can read printed words.
Betty Smith
Think not those faithful who praise all thy words and actions, but those who kindly reprove thy faults.
Socrates
It seemed to me that I had mastered words to the point of sweeping away forever the contradictions of being in the world, the surge of emotions, and breathless speech. In short, I now knew a method of speaking and writing that—by means of a refined vocabulary, stately and thoughtful pacing, a determined arrangement of arguments, and a formal orderliness that wasn’t supposed to fail—sought to annihilate the interlocutor to the point where he lost the will to object.
Elena Ferrante
