Oh, Ma, you’re looking at all the trees, and I’m not even in the forest.
ELIZABETH WURTZELAm 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.
More Elizabeth Wurtzel Quotes
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My God, I could raise a family of six children and hold down a full-time job with all the energy I expend on depression!
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I start to get the feeling that something is really wrong.
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…if you feel everything intensely, ultimately you feel nothing at all.
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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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And she keeps saying, how can you do this to me? And i want to scream, what do you mean, how can I do this to you? Aren’t we confusing our pronouns here? The question, really, is How could I do this to myself?
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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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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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And I want out of this life on drugs.
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Into every sunny life a little rain must fall.
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Because trying to see all sides, such an instinct is particularly Jewish.
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It was just very interesting to me that certain types of women inspire people’s imagination, and all of them were very difficult women.
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It didn’t and doesn’t turn out well. There is no happy ending to the story of sorrow if you are born with a predilection for despair. The world is, after all, a coarse and brutal and cruel place. It’s only a matter of how long you can live with it.
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It’s being a grown up, which I never figured out how to do, scrubbing the tub, and remembering to eat and shampoo my hair. It’s the basics: I can write a whole book, but I cannot handle the basics.
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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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In the meantime, I could withdraw to my room, could hide and sleep as if I were dead
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