It was just very interesting to me that certain types of women inspire people’s imagination, and all of them were very difficult women.
ELIZABETH WURTZEL…if you feel everything intensely, ultimately you feel nothing at all.
More Elizabeth Wurtzel Quotes
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Into every sunny life a little rain must fall.
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I sit there in my bed staring at the wall, feeling happy, enjoying the way the wall looks, how pink and how white it is. Pink and white, as far as I’m concerned, have never looked quite so pink and white before.
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Because trying to see all sides, such an instinct is particularly Jewish.
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homesickness is just a state of mind for me. i’m always missing someone or someplace or something, i’m always trying to get back to some imaginary somewhere. my life has been one long longing.
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And I want out of this life on drugs.
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Am I worried people will say I’m repeating myself? Sure. One thought I had was to publish it as a novel but eventually I just decided to do what I wanted to do.
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The measure of mindfulness, the touchstone for sanity in this society, is our level of productivity, our attention to responsibility, our ability to plain and simple hold down a job.
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Oh, Ma, you’re looking at all the trees, and I’m not even in the forest.
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That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.
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My life’s actually been quite dull; it’s not all that glamorous.
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My imagination, my ability to understand the way love and people grow over time, how passion can surprise and renew, utterly failed me.
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I come from a family of screamers. If they are trying to express any emotion or idea beyond pass the salt, it comes in shrieks.
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…if you feel everything intensely, ultimately you feel nothing at all.
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I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong.
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In the meantime, I could withdraw to my room, could hide and sleep as if I were dead
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