Fannie Hurst Quotes

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Some people think they are worth a lot of money just because they have it.

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It takes a clever man to turn cynic and a wise man to be clever enough not to.

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I'm not happy when I'm writing, but I'm more unhappy when I'm not.

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Mama... wore herself on the outside. Everything about her hung in view like peasant adobe houses with green peppers and little shrines, drying diapers and cooking utensils, on the façade.

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Oh — oh, why is it that the members of a family feel privileged to treat one another with a cruelty they would not exhibit to the merest stranger?

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The hunger gnawed up and down her great body like a rat and would not let her sleep.

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Luscious feet that listened to the soil and stole its secrets.

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There is no adequate definition for creative writing, any more than it is possible to describe pain or flavor or color.

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The August day came out at them like a parched and coated tongue.

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Nigger is a tame-cat word when we uses it ourselves ag'in' ourselves, and a wild-cat word when it comes jumpin' in at us from the outside.

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It's hard for a young girl to have patience for old age sitting and chewing all day over the past.

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Writing is the loneliest job in the world. There's always that frustrating chasm to bridge between the concept and the writing of it. We're a harassed tribe, we writers.

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The grand canyon which yawns between the writer's concept of what he wants to capture in words and what comes through is a cruel abyss.

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Words. Frail beasts of burden that crashed down to their knees under what she wanted to say.

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I would rather regret what I have done than what I have not.

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I loathe all this blind rushing pell-mell into a struggle arranged by the mighty minority and paid for with the lives of young men who are drugged on trumped-up ideals.

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The maimed bodies aren't the worst. That's the easy way to hate war. The safe way. I — hate it just as much for the maimed souls that stay at home.

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I was a word lapidary, interested not so much in their values as in their colors. Ruby was a word that glowed. Serene was like a pearl.

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If it means loathing war sufficiently to bear the unpleasant brunt of being branded a coward, I suppose I am a pacifist.

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I have learned, in the dark hours since, not to grieve because he is gone but to thank god and rejoice because I have had him — and still have him... My love is dead. Long live my love.

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Isn't success ridiculously easy, once it begins to succeed?... after the strain and sweat and pushing until the very groins of your being shrieked protest, something like momentum happened. It took your wits and your concentration and your continued willing sweat, of course, to keep it going, but the success of success had ball bearings.

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A dirge old as the human race is vested in those broken words — if only.

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The evening was like some great black cow standing there beside her panting softly, so that she could feel its sides breathe. Sweet-smelling darkness with a give to it like a cow's flank.

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Nervous hands as if the fingers were dripping from them like icicles.

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Any work of art, regardless of its form or formlessness, is great when it makes you feel that its creator has dipped into your very heart for his sensation.

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