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A calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated.

Elena Ferrante

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
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
Women, in all fields – whether mothers or not – still encounter an extraordinary number of obstacles. They have to hold too many things together and often sacrifice their aspirations in the name of affections.
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Encounter Extraordinary Filed Mother Number Obstacle Women
He was going through one of those moments that you read about in books, when a character reacts in an unexpectedly extreme way to the normal discontents of living.
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Book Character Discontent Extreme Going Living Moment Normal One React Read Through Unexpected Way
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
At most, I may write when I am disturbed by something. I have recently discovered the pleasure of finding written answers to written questions.
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Answer Discover Disturb Find Most Nay Pleasure Question Recently Something Write Written
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 had to discover very quickly that class origins cannot be erased, regardless of whether we climb up or down the sociocultural ladder.
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Class Climb Down Erase Had Ladder Origin Regardless Sicoverm Quickly Sociocultural
It’s the people who love us or hate us – or both – who hold together the thousands of fragments we are made of.
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Both Fragment Hate Love People Thousand Together Us
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
The rules say that to tell a story you need first of all a measuring stick.
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First Measure Need Rule Say Stick Story Tell
As a girl – twelve, thirteen years old – I was absolutely certain that a good book had to have a man as its hero, and that depressed me.
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Absolutely Believe Book Certain Depressed Girl Good Hero Man Old Thirteen Year
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
Those who write need that “willing suspension of disbelief “, as Coleridge called it.
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Call Country Disbelief Need Person Suspension Willing Write
My work stops at publication. If the books don’t contain in themselves their reasons for being – questions and answers – it means I was wrong to have them published.
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Answer Being Book Contain Publication Question Reason Stop Themselves Work
I am the queen of spades, I am the wasp that stings, I am the dark serpent. I am the invulnerable animal who passes through fire and is not burned.
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Queen Spade Sting Wsp

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