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.
garden air dramatic
Lyda was an exuberant, even a dramatic gardener.... She was always holding up a lettuce or a bunch of radishes with an air of resolute courage, as though she had shot them herself.
secret copies persons
No one ever confides a secret to one person only. No one destroys all copies of a document.
love-you sleep night
Speech, tennis, music, skiing, manners, love- you try them waking and perhaps balk at the jump, and then you're over. You've caught the rhythm of them once and for all, in your sleep at night. The city, of course, can wreck it. So much insomnia. So many rhythms collide. The salesgirl, the landlord, the guests, the bystanders, sixteen varieties of social circumstance in a day. Everyone has the power to call your whole life into question here. Too many people have access to your state of mind. Some people are indifferent to dislike, even relish it. Hardly anyone I know.
sadness thinking self
Self-pity” is just sadness, I think, in the pejorative.
magic plot whole
The whole magic of a plot requires that somebody be impeded from getting something over with.
years people lessons
People have been modeling their lives after films for years, but the medium is somehow unsuited to moral lessons, cautionary tales or polemics of any kind.
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.
important important-things accidents
Did I throw the most important thing perhaps, by accident, away?
good-times odd capacity
My capacity for having a good time exists. It surfaces, however, on odd occasions.