Renata Adler
Renata Adler
Renata Adleris an American author, journalist, and film critic...
NationalityItalian
ProfessionJournalist
Date of Birth19 October 1938
CityMilan, Italy
CountryItaly
bus buy directed jeans six sweater tourist
At six one morning, Will went out in jeans and frayed sweater to buy a quart of milk. A tourist bus went by. The megaphone was directed at him. "There's one," it said. That was in the l960s. Ever since, he's wondered. There's one what?
sleep blessing people
Idle people are often bored and bored people, unless they sleep a lot, are cruel. It is not accident that boredom and cruelty are great preoccupations in our time.
different coincidence type
There are so many different types of writers. It's just sheer coincidence that they're all called writers.
sadness thinking self
Self-pity” is just sadness, I think, in the pejorative.
people community quality
Nothing defines the quality of life in a community more clearly than people who regard themselves, or whom the consensus chooses to regard, as mentally unwell.
brother book years
And then there were the wallflowers who had recognized for years that the thing was hopeless, who had found in that information a kind of calm. They no longer tried, with a bright and desperate effort, to sustain a conversation with somebody's brother, somebody's usher, somebody's roommate, somebody's roommate's usher's brother... The category of wallflower who had given up on all this was very quiet, not indifferent, only quiet. And she always brought a book.
profound world bears
In the strange heat all litigation brings to bear on things, the very process of litigation fosters the most profound misunderstandings in the world.
good-times odd capacity
My capacity for having a good time exists. It surfaces, however, on odd occasions.
naps littles
I took a little celebrational nap.
numbers laconic
I love the laconic. Clearly, I am not of their number.
radical position seems
The radical intelligence in the moderate position is the only place where the center holds. Or so it seems.
profound moral sanity
Sanity ... is the most profound moral option of our time.
uncles cancer grandmother
My grandmother refused to concede that any member of the family died of natural causes. An uncle's cancer in middle age occurred because all the suitcases fell off the luggage rack onto him when he was in his teens, and so forth. Death was an acquired characteristic.
strategy linear conversation
A favorite strategy was the paragraph-terminating: Right? Followed immediately by Wrong. This linear invitation to a mugging was considered a strategy of wit.