Elizabeth Hardwick

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Books give not wisdom where none was before. But where some is, there reading makes it more.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Wisdom
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The greatest gift is a passion for reading. It is cheap, it consoles, it distracts, it excites, it gives you knowledge of the world and experience of a wide kind. It is a moral illumination.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Experience
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Adversity is a great teacher, but this teacher makes us pay dearly for its instruction; and often the profit we derive, is not worth the price we paid.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Teacher
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The fifties - they seem to have taken place on a sunny afternoon that asked nothing of you except a drifting belief in the moment and its power to satisfy.
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I am alone here in New York, no longer a we.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
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Nature should have been pleased to have made this age miserable, without making it also ridiculous.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
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The language of the younger generation has the brutality of the city and an assertion of threatening power at hand, not to come. It is military, theatrical, and at its most coherent probably a lasting repudiation of empty courtesy and bureaucratic euphemism.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
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The greatest gift is a passion for reading.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Book
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When you travel your first discovery is that you do not exist.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Travel
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Making a living is nothing; the great difficulty is making a point, making a difference-with words.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Differences
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Memory - the very skin of life.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Memories
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It's one of the things writing students don't understand. They write a first draft and are quite disappointed, or often should be disappointed. They don't understand that they have merely begun, and that they may be merely beginning even in the second or third draft.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Writing
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The future may be an enemy. Time can turn happy days and nights into nothing.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Future
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the great is seldom a deterrent to the mediocre
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Mediocre
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While you are living, part of you has slipped away to the cemetery.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Cemetery
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In the long run wives are to be paid in a peculiar coin — consideration for their feelings. As it usually turns out this is an enormous, unthinkable inflation few men will remit, or if they will, only with a sense of being overcharged.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Marriage
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Sometimes one has the feeling of an almost supernatural character to the shifts and changes in our national mood. They appear beyond the prose of cause and effect.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Character
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Gossip, or, as we gossips like to say, character analysis.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Character
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Harvard (across the river in Cambridge) and Boston are two ends of one mustache. ... Without the faculty, the visitors, the events that Harvard brings to the life here, Boston would be intolerable to anyone except genealogists, antique dealers, and those who find repletion in a closed local society.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Two
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How certain human beings are able to create works of art is a mystery, and why they should wish to do so, at a great cost to themselves usually, is another mystery. Works are not created by one's life; every life is rich in material.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Art
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Here in the city the worst thing that can happen to a nation has happened: we are a people afraid of its youth.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Cities
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The famous carry about with them a great weight of patriarchal baggage-the footnotes of their lives.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Weight
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Since films and television have staged everything imaginable before it happens, a true event, taking place in the real world, brings to mind the landscape of films.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Movie
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Letters are above all useful as a means of expressing the ideal self; and no other method of communication is quite so good for this purpose. In letters we can reform without practice, beg without humiliation, snip and shape embarrassing experiences to the measure of our own desires.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Inspirational
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Biographers, the quick in pursuit of the dead, research, organize, fill in, contradict, and make in this way a sort of completed picture puzzle with all the scramble turned into a blue eye and the parts of the right leg fitted together.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Eye
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Sex can no longer be the germ, the seed of fiction. Sex is an episode, most properly conveyed in an episodic manner, quickly, often ironically. It is a bursting forth of only one of the cells in the body of the omnipotent I, the one who hopes by concentration of tone and voice to utter the sound of reality.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Sex
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Sentences in which I have tried for a certain light tone -- many of those have to do with events, upheavals, destructions that caused me to weep like a child.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Children
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Now, my novel begins. No, now I begin my novel—and yet I cannot decide whether to call myself I or she.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Novel
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Art is a profession, not a shrine.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Art
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Self-love is an idolatry. Self-hatred is a tragedy.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Love Is
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Many people believe letters the most personal and revealing form of communication. In them, we expect to find the charmer at his nap, slumped, open-mouthed, profoundly himself without thought for appearances. Yet, this is not quite true. Letters are above all useful as a means of expressing the ideal self; and no other method of communication is quite so good for this purpose. In conversation, those uneasy eyes upon you, those lips ready with an emendation before you have begun to speak, are a powerful deterrent to unreality, even to hope.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Powerful
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I have come to the belief that there is not merely an accidental relationship between bad writing and routine sociological research, but a wonderfully pure, integral relationship; the awkwardness is necessary and inevitable.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Writing
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Flattery is a challenge. The proper turning away from it, undercutting, diminishing it without offense or vehemence, is a social grace sweeter even than the swift determination to keep ahead in the race of hospitality.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Determination
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Sex, without society as its landscape, has never been of much interest to fiction.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Sex
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History ... with its long, leisurely, gentlemanly labors, the books arriving by post, the cards to be kept and filed, the sections to be copied, the documents to be checked, is the ideal pursuit for the New England mind.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Book
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The private and serious drama of guilt is not often a useful one for fiction today and its disappearance, following perhaps the disappearance from life, appears as a natural, almost unnoticed relief, like some of the challenging illnesses wiped out by drug and vaccines.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Drama
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The laughter of adults was always very different from the laughter of children. The former indicated a recognition of the familiar, but in children it came from the shock of the new.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Laughter
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It is June. This is what I have decided to do with my life just now. I will do this work and lead this life, the one I am leading today. Each morning the blue clock and the crocheted bedspread, the table with the Phone, the books and magazines, the Times at the door.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Morning
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Gertrude Stein, all courage and will, is a soldier of minimalism. Her work, unlike the resonating silences in the art of Samuel Beckett, embodies in its loquacity and verbosity the curious paradox of the minimalist form. This art of the nuance in repetition and placement she shares with the orchestral compositions of Philip Glass.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Art
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[On sociability in Italy:] You may be a hermit or an innkeeper.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: May
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Mothers born on relief have their babies on relief. Nothingness, truly, seems to be the condition of these New York people. They are nomads going from one rooming house to another, looking for a toilet that functions.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Mother
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Boston - wrinkled, spindly-legged, depleted of nearly all her spiritual and cutaneous oils, provincial, self-esteeming - has gone on spending and spending her inflated bills of pure reputation, decade after decade.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Spiritual
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They had created themselves together, and they always saw themselves, their youth, their love, their lost youth and lost love, their failures and memories, as a sort of living fiction.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Memories
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Biology is destiny only for girls.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Girl
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A letter is not a dialogue or even an omniscient exposition. It is a fabric of surfaces, a mask, a form as well suited to affectations as to the affections. The letter is, by its natural shape, self-justifying; it is one's own evidence, deposition, a self-serving testimony. In a letter the writer holds all the cards, controls everything about himself and about those assertions he wishes to make concerning events or the worth of others. For completely self-centered characters, the letter form is a complex and rewarding activity.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Character
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Houses of evil similarity appeared like rows of disciplined, humiliated orphans.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Evil
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Writing is not "the establishment of a professional reputation" as if one were a doctor or lawyer; it is not properly in the sentence with creation of a family and the purchase of a home.
- Elizabeth Hardwick
Collection: Home