Talent is the ability to make something that is more stunning than human presence.
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Elizabeth Wurtzel
Elizabeth Lee Wurtzel (born July 31, 1967) is an American writer and journalist, known for publishing her best-selling memoir Prozac Nation, at the age of 26. She holds a BA in comparative literature from Harvard College and a JD from Yale Law School. 2Early life Wurtzel was brought up in New York City in a Jewish family. Her parents divorced when she was young. As described in her memoir Prozac Nation, Wurtzel's depression began at the ages of 10 to 12. She attended the Ramaz School in New York City. While an undergraduate at Harvard College, she wrote for The Harvard Crimson and The Dallas Morning News; she was fired from the latter publication in 1988 after being accused of plagiarism. Wurtzel also received the 1986 Rolling Stone College Journalism Award. Wurtzel subsequently moved to Greenwich Village in New York City and found work as pop music critic for The New Yorker and New York Magazine. A critic for The New York Times characterized her contributions to the former publication as "unintentionally hilarious." 2Prozac Nation Wurtzel is best known for her best-selling 1994 memoir Prozac Nation, published when she was 2
The American flag is the most exquisite and artistic of all the banners of all the nations.
Expression is a miracle. Now try writing it down. Now try making it gorgeous. Now try making it perfect. An idea loses a lot and gains more as it hitchhikes its way through the world. But if it is expressed with the grace of a good cocktail at the end of a long and tiresome day, somebody did…
Ever since it has been inadvertent brilliance, this country has been one big huge accident, slouching toward perfection.
Talented people do not need atmosphere to work. They do not need inspiration. They just need time and payment. They need to treat what they do like a job. They need to show up.
Copyright has always been the best filter for talent, because if it was good, you knew it because you got paid. That is the best formula. Anything else is noise.
Somehow, society convinces us that we are nothing without a man, and simultaneously feeds us subliminal messages that make us feel that no man in his right mind would really want us.
I think, quite frankly, that the world simply does not care for the complicated girls, the ones who seem too dark, too deep, too vibrant, too opinionated, the ones who are so intriguing that new men fall in love with them every day, at every meal where there’s a waiter, in every taxi and on every…
We decide to learn to be the way men want us to be, rather than insisting they change to suit us.
It’s about how nice it must be to just decide I will not be nice, I am never sorry, I have no regrets: what is before me belongs to me.
Bad girls understand that there is no point in being good and suffering in silence. What good has good ever done?
If a woman is good enough to be good, she is also good enough to be bad.
The world does not care if you write or not, so to be successful you have to be so good that your work is better than all the other available distractions.
The best filter isn’t BuzzFeed, or The Atlantic, or whatever. The best filter is money. That is how you say “I love you.” This is America. This is a capitalist country. We say “I’m sorry” with money. We say “I love you” with money.
Depression is about as close as you get to somewhere between dead and alive, and it's the worst.
That's the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it's impossible to ever see the end.
Some friends don’t understand this. They don’t understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you’re wonderful just the way you are. They don’t understand that I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and…
Mental illness is so much more complicated than any pill that any mortal could invent.
If you are chronically down, it is a lifelong fight to keep from sinking.
That is all I want in life: for this pain to seem purposeful.