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…
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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
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.
Insanity is knowing that what you’re doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can’t stop it.
I need the thing that happens when your brain shuts off and your heart turns on.
Homesick is just a state of mind for me, that I’m always missing someone or some place or something, I’m always trying to get back some imaginary somewhere. My life has been one long longing.
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…
Now, as anyone who has ever packed boxes, duct-taped crates, rented a U-Haul truck, or hired a crew of burly Israeli men from Forest Hills knows: Moving is hell.
There is no justice in a meritocracy: The talented and the beautiful are rewarded disproportionately. And even the wicked get worse than they deserve.
What would the world be without America? It would be a dull and dinky planet, indeed.
Since this nation came to be, almost every important invention under creation happened here, because America is the coolest invention of all.
This country has been bound for glory or the ditch, which is really the nature of all popular culture, of the Hollywood blockbuster, of the great American Dream.
This country was always cool. Everything we do here is cooler than everything they do everywhere else, and so it will ever be.
The market is not moral; it only values what sells.
I often wonder if the Founding Fathers sat down in the pub over steins of ale, or at a dining room table over a hardy supper, and said to each other, Let’s start a country.
The American flag is the most exquisite and artistic of all the banners of all the nations.
The defining characteristic of America is our fanaticism: We dream big, we think large, we create grandeur. We invented Hollywood, rock ’n’ roll, blue jeans, the Gold Rush, cable TV with thousands of channels, a military that is larger than those of the next ten combined, the shopping mall, and a…