Quotes About Nella

#1. When you have truly come to know a person, Nella -- when you see beneath the sweeter gestures, the smiles -- when you see the rage and the pitiful fear which each of us hide -- then forgiveness is everything. We are all in desperate need of it.

Jessie Burton

#2. The night darkens, the stars unfriendly, the cold a knife upon her neck - but Nella waits, until she can no longer difference between Johannes and the darkness that carries him away.

Jessie Burton

#3. Nessun maggior dolore Che ricordarsi del tempo felice Nella miseria. (There is no greater pain than to remember a happy time when one is in misery.)

Dante Alighieri

#4. What are we all chasing? Nella wonders. To live, of course. To be unbound from the invisible ropes that Johannes spoke of in his study. Or to be happy in them, at least.

Jessie Burton

#5. As she starts crushing the nuts and cloves, the maid's whispering, her air of secrety and conviction tastes more delicious to Nella than the pasty on her plate.

Jessie Burton

#6. Above their rooftops Nature is doing her best to keep up, and the clouds in colors of saffron and apricot echo the spoils of the glorious republic. Nella

Jessie Burton

#7. Growing older does not seem to make you more certain, Nella thinks. It simply presents you with more reasons for doubt.

Jessie Burton

#8. Nella vita: chi non risica, non rosica," he said finally, his voice quiet. "In life: nothing ventured, nothing gained. My mom used to tell us that. It's been a long time, but I can still hear her saying it.

J.M. Darhower

#9. New York's the lonesomest place in the world if you don't know anybody.

Nella Larsen

#10. I think being a mother is the cruelest thing in the world.

Nella Larsen

#11. I feel like the oldest person in the world with the longest stretch of life before me.

Nella Larsen

#12. It hurt. It hurt like hell. But it didn't matter, if no one knew.

Nella Larsen

#13. That's what everybody wants, just a little more money, even the people who have it.

Nella Larsen

#14. To each his own milieu. Enhance what was already in one's possession.

Nella Larsen

#15. But she did not look the future in the face. She wanted to feel nothing, to think nothing; simply to believe that it was all silly invention on her part. Yet she could not. Not quite.

Nella Larsen

#16. She wished to find out about this hazardous business of "passing," this breaking away from all that was familiar and friendly to take one's chance in another environment, not entirely strange, perhaps, but certainly not entirely friendly.

Nella Larsen

#17. It's a great blessing if one can lose all sense of time, all worries, if only for a short time, in a book.

Nella Last

#18. Children aren't everything. There are other things in the world, thought I admit some people don't seem to suspect it.

Nella Larsen

#19. What are friends for, if not to help bear our sins?

Nella Larsen

#20. Everything can't be explained by some general biological phrase.

Nella Larsen

#21. If sex isn't a joke, what is it?

Nella Larsen

#22. But there was, she knew, something else. Happiness, she supposed. Whatever that might be. What, exactly, she wondered, was happiness. Very positively she wanted it.

Nella Larsen

#23. And yet she hadn't the air of a woman whose life had been touched by uncertainty or suffering. Pain, fear, and grief were things that left their mark on people. Even love, that exquisite torturing emotion, left its subtle traces on the countenance.

Nella Larsen

#24. Well, what of it? If sex isn't a joke, what is it

Nella Larsen

#25. If you love a person in the real sense, you want them to be happy, not take them like butter and spread them thinly over your own bread, to make it more palatable for yourself.

Nella Last

#26. The trouble with Clare was, not only that she wanted to have her cake and eat it too, but that she wanted to nibble at the cakes of other folk as well.

Nella Larsen

#27. She hated to admit that money was the most serious difficulty. Knowing full well that it was important, she nevertheless rebelled at the unalterable truth that it could influence her actions, block her desires. A sordid necessity to be grappled with.

Nella Larsen

#28. Authors do not supply imaginations, they expect their readers to have their own, and to use it

Nella Larsen

#29. It was only that she wanted him to be happy, resenting, however, his inability to be so with things as they were, and never acknowledging that though she did want him to be happy, it was only in her own way and by some plan of hers for him that she truly desired him to be so.

Nella Larsen

#30. Lies, injustice, and hypocrisy are a part of every ordinary community. Most people achieve a sort of protective immunity, a kind of callousness, toward them. If they didn't, they couldn't endure.

Nella Larsen

#31. She isn't stupid. She's intelligent enough in a purely feminine way. Eighteenth-century France would have been a marvellous setting for her, or the old South if she hadn't made the mistake of being born a Negro.

Nella Larsen

#32. Have you ever stopped to think how much unhappiness and downright cruelty are laid to the loving kindness of the Lord? And always by His most ardent followers, it seems.

Nella Larsen