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. Elena Ferrante More Quotes by Elena Ferrante More Quotes From Elena Ferrante The rules say that to tell a story you need first of all a measuring stick, a calendar, you have to calculate how much time has passed between you and the facts, the emotions to be narrated. Elena Ferrante calendars stories needs Competition between women is good only if it does not prevail; that is to say if it coexists with affinity, affection, with a real sense of being mutually indispensable, with sudden peaks of solidarity in spite of envy, jealousy and the whole inevitable cohort of bad feelings. Elena Ferrante envy real feelings It's the people who love us or hate us - or both - who hold together the thousands of fragments we are made of. Elena Ferrante hate together people The circle of an empty day is brutal and at night it tightens around your neck like a noose Elena Ferrante necks circles night 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, 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 pain dream children I believe that books, once they are written, have no need of their authors. Elena Ferrante believe book needs 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. Elena Ferrante pain skins joy I had to discover very quickly that class origins cannot be erased, regardless of whether we climb up or down the sociocultural ladder. Elena Ferrante climbs ladders class 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. Elena Ferrante sacrifice mother numbers I think our sexuality is all yet to be recounted and that the rich male literary tradition constitutes a huge obstacle. Elena Ferrante obstacles males thinking I didn't choose anonymity.Instead, I chose absence. Elena Ferrante anonymity absence 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. Elena Ferrante boss passion special 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. Elena Ferrante cutting expression self 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. The essential, however, was to know how to play, and she and I, only she and I, knew how to do it. Elena Ferrante games play people 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. Elena Ferrante affluence conflict attention We lie in order to tolerate our existence and, most of all, we lie to ourselves. Elena Ferrante existence order lying 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. Elena Ferrante reading writing memories Anonymity lets me concentrate exclusively on writing. Elena Ferrante anonymity let-me writing I am the queen of spades, I am the wasp that stings, I am the dark serpent. I am the invulnerable animal who passes through fire and is not burned. Elena Ferrante queens dark animal Is it possible that even happy moments of pleasure never stand up to a rigorous examination? Possible. Elena Ferrante examination pleasure moments
