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Elena Ferrante

The Story of the Lost Child

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  • klucharevahas quoted6 years ago
    I felt strong, no longer a victim of my origins but capable of dominating them, of giving them a shape, of taking revenge on them for myself, for Lila, for whomever.
  • a1anmhas quoted6 years ago
    adjusted the blanket to protect her from the drafts
  • klucharevahas quoted6 years ago
    He was a man who emanated authority, even though authority is a patina and at times it doesn’t take much to crack it, if only for a few minutes, and glimpse a less edifying person.
  • Zhenya Shabyninahas quoted7 years ago
    Where is it written that lives should have a meaning?
  • Aigul Zhakupovahas quoted3 years ago
    “Because Lina believes that the two of you are invincible but it’s not true. And I can’t help you any longer.”
  • Gabriela Martínez Reynahas quoted3 years ago
    Or maybe not. Maybe those two dolls that had crossed more than half a century and had come all the way to Turin meant only that she was well and loved me, that she had broken her confines and finally intended to travel the world by now no less small than hers, living in old age, according to a new truth, the life that in youth had been forbidden to her and that she had forbidden herself.
  • Gabriela Martínez Reynahas quoted3 years ago
    I found him large, bloated, a big ruddy man with thinning hair who was constantly celebrating himself. Getting rid of him, after the funeral, was difficult. I didn’t want to listen to him or even look at him. He gave me an impression of wasted time, of useless labor, that I feared would stay in my mind, extending into me, into everything.
  • Gabriela Martínez Reynahas quoted3 years ago
    That made me think that this story would continue forever, recounting now the efforts of children without privileges to improve themselves by getting books from the old shelves, as Lila and I had done as girls, and now the thread of seductive chatter, promises, deceptions, of blood that prevents any true improvement in my city or in the world.
  • Gabriela Martínez Reynahas quoted3 years ago
    It’s only and always the two of us who are involved: she who wants me to give what her nature and circumstances kept her from giving, I who can’t give what she demands; she who gets angry at my inadequacy and out of spite wants to reduce me to nothing, as she has done with herself, I who have written for months and months and months to give her a form whose boundaries won’t dissolve, and defeat her, and calm her, and so in turn calm myself.
  • Gabriela Martínez Reynahas quoted3 years ago
    But evidently what in the fiction of the story serves in all innocence to reach the heart of the reader becomes an abomination for one who feels the echo of the facts she has really lived.
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