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The essential, however, was to know how to play, and she and I, only she and I, knew how to do it.

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
Writing for me is a dragnet that carries everything away with it: expressions and figures of speech, postures, feelings, thoughts, troubles. In short, the lives of others.
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Away Carries Dragnet Everything Expression Feeling Figure Posture Speech Through Trouble Write
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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Desire Emotional Feeling Grew Longer Myself Protect Rather Space Today Up World
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 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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Anonymity lets me concentrate exclusively on writing.
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Anonymity Concentrate Exclusive Let Writing
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

The essential, however, was to know how to play, and she and I, only she and I, knew how to do it.

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