20 Quotes by Judith Rossner

It takes far less courage to kill yourself than it takes to make yourself wake up one more time. It's harder to stay where you are than to get out. For everyone but you, that is.

I was 37 years old. I wanted to support myself by writing.

I knew I'd have to go to work in real estate or something else or I could never finish my novel.

Identity is a bag and a gag. Yet it exists for me with all the force of a fatal disease. Obviously I am here, a mind and a body. To say there's no proof my body exists would be arty and specious and if my mind is more ephemeral, less provable, the solution of being a writer with solid (touchable, tearable, burnable) books is as close as anyone has come to a perfect answer.

When she was naked she generally found her body rather beautiful, although she could never in a million years have admitted this to anyone. In clothes, in front of other people, she felt ashamed of her weight, her sloppiness, always something, but it was more because of what she felt they saw when they looked at her. Now.

The strangest thing was that she was feeling very sexy. It couldn’t be him; it must be the drinks. She really felt like crawling into bed with someone. She looked at the bartender. That was who she’d really like to get into bed with. The bartender. Or Carter. Or – Suddenly.

I’d rather be seduced than comforted.

Sexually he was like a dose of anesthetic, he made her go dead all over, but he was so nice!

I'm a lousy journalist.