Edna Ferber Professions : Novelist Born : August 15, 1885 Died : April 16, 1968 Browse All Authors Top 102 quotes by Edna Ferber Roast Beef, Medium, is not only a food. It is a philosophy. Seated at Life's Dining Table, with the menu of Morals before you, your eye wanders a bit over the entrees, the hors d'oeuvres, and the things a la though you know that Roast Beef, Medium, is safe and sane, and sure. Edna Ferber eye food philosophy Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way. Edna Ferber lonely people past America -- rather, the United States -- seems to me to be the Jew among the nations. It is resourceful, adaptable, maligned, envied, feared, imposed upon. It is warm-hearted, over-friendly; quick-witted, lavish, colorful; given to extravagant speech and gestures; its people are travelers and wanderers by nature, moving, shifting, restless; swarming in Fords, in ocean liners; craving entertainment; volatile. The chuckle among the nations of the world. Edna Ferber ocean america moving If men ever discovered how tough women actually are, they would be scared to death. Edna Ferber tough would-be men Only amateurs say that they write for their own amusement. Writing is not an amusing occupation. It is a combination of ditch-digging, mountain-climbing, treadmill and childbirth. Writing may be interesting, absorbing, exhilarating, racking, relieving. But amusing? Never! Edna Ferber climbing writing interesting Opinion! If every one had so little tact as to give their true opinion when it was asked this would be a miserable world. Edna Ferber would-be giving world Funny, isn't it, how your whole life goes by while you think you're only planning the way you're going to live it? Edna Ferber life way thinking A closed mind is a dying mind. Edna Ferber diversity dying mind In New York the sky is bluer, and the grass is greener, and the girls are prettier, and the steaks are thicker, and the buildings are higher, and the streets are wider, and the air is finer, than the sky, or the grass, or the girls, or the steaks, or the air of any place else in the world. Edna Ferber girl new-york air If American politics are too dirty for women to take part in, there's something wrong with American politics. Edna Ferber nasty literature dirty The feminine in the man is the sugar in the whisky. The masculine in the woman is the yeast in the bread. Without these ingredients the result is flat, without tang or flavor. Edna Ferber yeast flavor men Books should be cherished, like children, books are for the next generation, like children, like history. Edna Ferber generations book children It's terrible to realize that you don't learn how to live until you're ready to die; and, then it's too late. Edna Ferber realizing terrible too-late There are only two kinds of people in the world that really count. One kind's wheat and the other kind's emeralds. Edna Ferber two people world Life can't ever really defeat a writer who is in love with writing, for life itself is a writer's lover until death – fascinating, cruel, lavish, warm, cold, treacherous, constant. Edna Ferber emo-love sweet-love writing Big doesn't necessarily mean better. Sunflowers aren't better than violets. Edna Ferber women memorable inspirational I suppose it is a gift, being young, but it isn't special. We've all got it, early in life. Edna Ferber youth special young ... home isn't always the place where you were born and bred. Home is the place where your everyday clothes are, and where somebody or something needs you. Edna Ferber clothes everyday home I never would just open a door and walk through, I had to bust it down for the hell of it. I just naturally liked doing things the hard way. Edna Ferber hell doors way Being an old maid is like death by drowning, a really delightful sensation after you cease to struggle. Edna Ferber women struggle life Similar Authors Adam Johnson novelist Ivan Goncharov novelist Binnie Kirshenbaum novelist Bruce Jay Friedman novelist Buchi Emecheta novelist Bryce Courtenay novelist All Authors
