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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.

Elena Ferrante

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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Do Essential Knowm Play She
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
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
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
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
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
In order not to cut out a large part of one’s private life, the creative work should not swallow up every other form of self-expression. But that is the most complicated thing.
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Cut Large Life Once Order Part Private
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
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
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
I don’t have any special passion for politics, it being a never-ending merry-go-round of bosses big and small, all generally mediocre. I actually find it boring.
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Being Big Boss Ending never Passion Politics Small Special
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
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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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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