Naomi Wood Quotes

#1. No one ever tells you that: that there's no method. Writing's a lawless place.

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#2. What a feat, she thinks, to want to marry every woman he fucks. He is so good at being in love that Ernest Hemingway makes a rotten husband.

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#3. No imagination and no champagne. I'd rather not bother without those two.

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#4. No man should be asked to live with so much sadness, and with so little promise of relief.

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#5. What's happening to me? he might have thought. What am I doing down here in the black?

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#6. But writers and their woes: they couldn't be parted. Not for anything.

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#7. Talents too many, not enough of any.

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#8. The hangover: such a cure, she thinks, for overthinking.

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#9. The longer I don't write, the more I hurt.

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#10. What a pull he has! What a magnetism! Women jump off balconies and follow him into wars. Women turn their eyes from an affair, because a marriage of three is better than a woman alone.

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#11. Let's never get married agin, kitten."
"Certainly not to each other.".

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#12. Oh no. I split my time between Paris and New York. They're the only places to really live.

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#13. Sometimes there's this feeling of things being repeated. I put the needle on the same place in the same track and I expect a different tune.

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#14. The Sun Also Rises, A Farewell to Arms, Death in the Afternoon - as well as all of the short stories that writers studied for the inner trick of them. But there was no trickery: only the plain words put there as if they had always been there - like pebbles cooled in a river.

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#15. Martha thanks Sylvia, gesturing with the book. "Just remember not to try to hard with understanding it, " Sylvia says. "Like people, they're best not to be too thoroughly understood.

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#16. Ernest chose to go, she finally thinks, watching the fire turn the papers black. He loved her but he could not live anymore.

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#17. Don't worry," she says. "Ernest always attracted obsessives. You were only one of many. And secretly, sometimes, I think he was flattered. Nobody ever stalked Fitzgerald.

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#18. Paris without a good book is like a pretty girl with only one eye.

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#19. I want to be a good man, a good writer."
"Be one or the other, Ernest, not both.

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#20. Children, Hadley thinks to herself, children are more civilised than this gang on the sauce.

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#21. She kissed him but he didn't seem to recognize it.

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