Elena Ferrante

My Brilliant Friend

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  • leensiam2005has quoted5 years ago
    Once we hit him in the right calf, and I say we because I had handed Lila a flat stone with jagged edges. The stone slid over Enzo’s skin like a razor, leaving a red stain that immediately gushed blood
  • Ezzatollah Ayoubihas quoted5 years ago
    I did many things in my life without conviction; I always felt slightly detached from my own actions
  • Ezzatollah Ayoubihas quoted5 years ago
    We lived in a world in which children and adults were often wounded, blood flowed from the wounds, they festered, and sometimes people died
  • Ofelia Rhas quoted2 years ago
    But I did it without conviction: I did many things in my life without conviction; I always felt slightly detached from my own actions
  • Ofelia Rhas quoted2 years ago
    When you haven’t been in the world long, it’s hard to comprehend what disasters are at the origin of a sense of disaster: maybe you don’t even feel the need to.
  • Ofelia Rhas quoted2 years ago
    But in a confused way I felt that if I ran away with the others I would leave with her something of mine that she would never give back
  • Ofelia Rhas quoted2 years ago
    Up or down, it seemed to us that we were always going toward something terrible that had existed before us yet had always been waiting for us, just for us
  • Ofelia Rhas quoted2 years ago
    Children don’t know the meaning of yesterday, of the day before yesterday, or even of tomorrow, everything is this, now: the street is this, the doorway is this, the stairs are this, this is Mamma, this is Papa, this is the day, this the night
  • Karla Mermaidhas quoted3 years ago
    Adults, waiting for tomorrow, move in a present behind which is yesterday or the day before yesterday or at most last week: they don’t want to think about the rest. Children don’t know the meaning of yesterday, of the day before yesterday, or even of tomorrow, everything is this, now: the street is this, the doorway is this, the stairs are this, this is Mamma, this is Papa, this is the day, this
  • Valentina Camposhas quoted4 years ago
    seemed to us that we were always going toward something terrible that had existed before us yet had always been waiting for us, just for us.
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