Edna Ferber
Edna Ferber
Edna Ferberwas an American novelist, short story writer and playwright. Her novels were especially popular and included the Pulitzer Prize-winning So Big, Show Boat, Cimarron, and Giant...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth15 August 1887
CityKalamazoo, MI
CountryUnited States of America
cutting literature becoming
Any garment which is cut to fit you is much more becoming, even if it is not so splendid as a garment which has been cut to fit somebody not of your stature.
land people magic
I sometimes wonder ... if the land is not destroying the people who inhabit it as the people who inhabit it are destroying the land. A magic continent, a Peculiar Treasure, stuffed with riches, millions in it are starving in the midst of plenty.
ocean wine europe
Imported actors, like certain wines, sometimes do not stand the ocean trip. This can be as true of American actors in Europe as it is of European actors in America.
taming shrews savages
Science had married the wilderness and was taming the savage shrew.
writing thinking order
I think in order to write really well and convincingly, one must be somewhat poisoned by emotion, dislike, displeasure, resentment, fault-finding, imagination, passionate remonstrance, a sense of injustice-they all make fine fuel.
marriage hurt stars
Wasn't marriage, like life, unstimulating and unprofitable and somewhat empty when too well ordered and protected and guarded. Wasn't it finer, more splendid, more nourishing, when it was, like life itself, a mixture of the sordid and the magnificent; of mud and stars; of earth and flowers; of love and hate and laughter and tears and ugliness and beauty and hurt.
letting-go new-year years
celebratin' New Year's Eve is like eatin' oranges. You got to let go your dignity t' really enjoy 'em.
writing years done
I don't know what it is that makes a writer go to his desk in his shut-off room day after day after year after year unless it is the sure knowledge that not to have done the daily stint of writing that day is infinitely more agonizing than to write.
children book dark
I sat staring up at a shelf in my workroom from which thirty-one books identically dressed in neat dark green leather stared back at me with a sort of cold hostility like children who resent their parents. Don't stare at us like that! they said. Don't blame us if we didn't turn out to be the perfection you expected. We didn't ask to be brought into the world.
play sauce
There's no sauce for play like work.
girl night two
There are ... just two kinds of girls. Those who go down town Saturday nights, and those who don't.
smart towns serious
The small town smart set is deadly serious about its smartness.
men would-be tough
If men ever discovered how tough women actually are, they would be scared to death.
men world why-me
Housework's the hardest work in the world. That's why men won't do it.