Nina George
In August 1973, Nina George was born in Bielefeld, beginning a life that would extend across journalism, fiction writing, and public commentary. Her work across these forms has earned her a range of awards and formal distinctions over the course of her career.
George works as a writer, journalist, and columnist, occupying multiple roles within the literary and media landscape. A citizen of Germany, she also works in the French language, a feature of her practice that marks her engagement beyond a single linguistic context. This dual engagement with French alongside her other professional activities is a documented aspect of her output.
Among the recognitions George has received are the Friedrich Glauser Award and the DeLiA award, both of which represent formal acknowledgment of her contributions to writing. These two awards point to the range of her literary activity, covering distinct areas of her work as a fiction writer. The Friedrich Glauser Award and the DeLiA award together indicate that her writing has been received and recognized across more than one category of literary achievement.
George also received the Cross of the Order of Merit of the Federal Republic of Germany, which stands as one of the most formally significant honors recorded in connection with her name. Her sustained activity as a columnist, a role confirmed across multiple sources, continues alongside her broader work as a writer and journalist. The Library of Congress records her under the authorized label "George, Nina, 1973-," a bibliographic marker that reflects the documented scope of her professional identity.
Quotes by Nina George
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In Persia we call the meeting of two opposites bar-khord. Bar-khord happens when two strong elements touch and something new forms at their point of intersection. It is not a clash of opposites, more like an intermingling. This in-between state is in constant flux. It doesn’t set opposites against each other; it is the source of a third element, something completely new that draws on the opposites and bears no major similarities to either one or the other.
Every woman is a priestess if she loves life and can work magic on herself and those who are sacred to her. It’s time for women to remind themselves of the powers they have inside.
It takes only one word to hurt a woman, a matter of seconds, one stupid, impatient blow of the crop. But winning back her trust takes years. And sometimes there isn’t the time.
And yet, life as an autonomous woman is not a song. It’s a scream, a war; it’s a daily struggle against the easy option of obeying.
Every second can mark a new beginning. Open your eyes and see: the world is out there and it wants you.
Between yes and no,” Samy answered. “Difficult question. We don’t generally lie around for days wallowing in our happiness like roast beef in gravy, do we? Happiness is so short-lived. How long have you ever been genuinely happy in one stretch?
I don’t know why we women believe that sacrificing our desires makes us more attractive to men. What on earth are we thinking? That someone who goes without her wishes deserves to be loved more than she who follows her dreams?
Fear transforms your body like an inept sculptor does a perfect block of stone... It’s just that you’re chipped away at from within, and no one sees how many splinters and layers have been taken off you. You become ever thinner and more brittle inside, until eve the slightest emotion bowls you over. One hug, and you think you’re going to shatter and be lost.