I want you. I want you. I want you. Anything to avoid saying: I love you.
ERICA JONGLife is full of excuses to feel pain, excuses not to live, excuses, excuses, excuses.
More Erica Jong Quotes
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A book burrows into your life in a very profound way because the experience of reading is not passive.
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It’s easier to write about pain than about joy. Joy is wordless.
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Women are the only exploited group in history to have been idealized into powerlessness.
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A book is a box brimming with incendiary material. The reader strikes the match.
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I have not ceased being fearful, but I have ceased to let fear control me.
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And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.
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The parity of women’s health. It’s very depressing to think that you win these rights, but then you have to win them again, and again, and again, and fight the same battles over and over.
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As women got little crumbs of power, men began to act paranoid – as if we’d disabled them utterly.
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Though my friends envied me because I always seemed so cheerful and confident, I was secretly terrified of practically everything.
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Every time I catch myself saying, “Oh no, you shouldn’t try that,” I think, “Yes, I should.”
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The words carry their own momentum. A confession in motion tends to stay in motion. Newton’s first law of jealousy.
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Before things are written down they don’t exist in quite the same way. The act of fixing them in words gives them a kind of currency that can be traded.
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In a world where women work three times as hard for half as much, our achievement has been denigrated, both marriage and divorce have turned against us, our motherhood has been used as an obstacle to our success, our passion as a trap.
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I myself hate that old Hemingwayesque paradigm of the writer as prizefighter and I have tried hard to create an alternate one for myself.
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The greatest feminists have also been the greatest lovers. I’m thinking not only of Mary Wollstonecraft and her daughter Mary Shelley, but of Anais Nin, Edna St. Vincent Millay, and of course Sappho.
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