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I no longer protect myself from the world I grew up in. Rather, today I try to protect the feelings I have for that world, the emotional space where my desire to write first took hold, and still grows.

Elena Ferrante

There was something unbearable in the things, in the people, in the buildings, in the streets that, only if you reinvented it all, as in a game, became acceptable.
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Acceptable Build Game Only People Reinvented Something Street Think Unbearable
A calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated.
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Between Calculate Calendar Emotion Fact Narrate Pass
I think our sexuality is all yet to be recounted and that the rich male literary tradition constitutes a huge obstacle.
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Constitute Huge Male Obstacle Recount Rich Sexually Think Tradition
The fictional treatment of biographical material – a treatment that for me is essential – is full of traps.
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Biological Fiction Material Treatment
The circle of an empty day is brutal and at night it tightens around your neck like a noose
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Around Brutal Circle Empty Neck Night Noose Tighten
Competition between women is good only if it does not prevail; that is to say if it coexists with affinity, affection, with a real sense of being mutually indispensable, with sudden peaks of solidarity in spite of envy, jealousy and the whole inevitable cohort of bad feelings.
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Affection Affinity Between Coexist Competition Does Say Good Indispemdible Mutually Only Ral Sense Sudden Women
Writers, because they write, are condemned never to be readers of their own stories…The memory of first putting a story into words will always prevent writers from reading their work as an ordinary reader would.
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Condemned Own Reader Story Write Writer
Existence is this, I thought, a start of joy, a stab of pain, an intense pleasure, veins that pulse under the skin, there is no other truth to tell.
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Existence Intense Joy Pain Pleasure Pulse Skin Stab Start Truth Under
I have always paid careful attention to social and economic conflicts, to the dialectic – if we can call it that – between high and low. Maybe it’s because I was not born or brought up in affluence.
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Always Attention Careful Conflict Economic Paid Social
Anonymity lets me concentrate exclusively on writing.
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Anonymity Concentrate Exclusive Let Writing
Certainly something had happened to me during the night. Or after months of tension I had arrived at the edge of some precipice and now I was falling, as in a dream slowly, even as I continued to hold the thermometer in my hand, een as I stood with the soles of my slippers on the floor.
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Certainly During Happens Night Something
Is it possible that even happy moments of pleasure never stand up to a rigorous examination? Possible.
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Even Examination Happy Moment Pleautre Possible Rigorous Stand
Climbing the economic ladder has been very hard for me; I still feel a great deal of guilt towards those I left behind.
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Been Behind Deal Economics Feel Great Guilt Hard Laddr Left Towards Tumbling
I believe that books, once they are written, have no need of their authors.
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Author Believe Book Need No Once Written
We lie in order to tolerate our existence and, most of all, we lie to ourselves.
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Existence Lie Most Order Ourselves Tolerate
Even as I felt myself solidly contained by the expectant looks of my children. It was the fault of the torture that my husband had inflicted. But enough, I had to tear the pain from memory, I had to sandpaper away the scratches that were damaging my brain.
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Brain Children Contain Damage Fault Husband Memory Scrachees

I no longer protect myself from the world I grew up in. Rather, today I try to protect the feelings I have for that world, the emotional space where my desire to write first took hold, and still grows.

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I no longer protect myself from the world I grew up in. Rather, today I try to protect the feelings I have for that world, the emotional space where my desire to write first took hold, and still grows.

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