Quotes from Elena Ferrante

As coisas feias que você não conta se tornam cães que comem a sua cabeça enquanto você dorme.

school. At first I had great expectations, and even if I didn't say so clearly to myself I was glad to be there with Gigliola Spagnuolo rather than with Lila. In some very secret part of myself I looked forward to a school where she would never enter, where, in her absence, I would be the best student, and which I would sometimes tell her about, boasting. But immediately I began to falter, many of the others proved to be better than me. I ended up with Gigliola in a kind

W]hile men were always getting furious, they calmed down in the end; women, who appeared to be silent, acquiescent, when they were angry flew into a rage that had no end.

Ölülerin, televizyon, radyo, mikser gibi bozulmuÅŸ nesneler gibi olduklar?n? ve en iyisinin onlar?n iÅŸler halini hat?rlamak olduÄŸunu, kabul edilebilir tek mezarl???n an?lar olduÄŸunu anlatt???n? aktard?m.

Tive a impressão de que voar submetesse todas as coisas a um processo de simplificação e suspirei, tentei me abandonar.

The university doesn't free women but completes their repression.

Telling the real, Jacques emphasized, is constitutionally difficult; you have to deal with the fact that the teller is always a distorting mirror.

Ä°nsan çirkin, kötü, aptal da olsa, önemli olan aÅŸk denen duyguyu yaratabilmesiydi.

Although I imposed on myself an appearance of self-assurance and an iron discipline, I gave in continuously, with painful pleasure, to waves of unhappiness.

Such persistence in memorizing fashionable jargon, wasted effort. I had been conditioned by my education, which had shaped my mind, my voice.

Si rien ne pouvait nous sauver, ni l'argent, ni le corps d'un homme, ni même les études, autant tout détruire immédiatement.

Onun tatt??? haz, ard?ndan hala hissettiÄŸi, kusursuz sadakate neden olan ac? olmadan mümkün deÄŸildir gibi geldi.

Parlai di me come se avessi cercato da sempre, per impormi, di essere maschio nell'intelligenza - io mi sono inventata dai maschi, colonizzata dalla loro immaginazione, [...].

So? Better to give up? No, the master answers, you don't have to throw everything away: it's arduous to speak truthfully, but you do your best.

Il ne m'aurait jamais fait de mal, il n'était capable que de s'en faire à lui-même.

Comment avais-je pu imaginer lui plaire, ne serait-ce que le temps des vacances, moi la petite ronde à lunettes, certes appliquée mais pas intelligente, moi qui prétendais être cultivée et informée mais ne l'étais pas?

L'amore è opaco come i vetri delle finestre dei cessi

Lila's world, as usual, rapidly superimposed itself on mine. Everything that I had written in July and August seemed to me trivial, I was seized by a frenzy to redeem myself.

Unterwegs auf der Straße fühlte er eine innere Leere entstehen, etwas wie eine existenzielle Schwermut als Folge von Befremden.

A book should push the reader to confront himself and the world

I had less success in the courtyard. There only love and boyfriends counted.

Então o que fazer? Mais uma vez dar razão a ela? Aceitar que ser adulto é parar de se mostrar, é aprender a se esconder até se dissipar?

Belki de gerçeÄŸi söylersek her ÅŸey daha az karma??k olur.

I liked to discover connections like that, especially if they concerned Lila. I traced lines between moments and events distant from one another, I established convergences and divergences.