Elizabeth Wurtzel Quotes

In life, single women are the most vulnerable adults. In movies, they are given imaginary power.

I start to feel like I can`t maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is.

I`d really like to write a book about Timothy McVeigh, but it would only work if he cooperated.

Like, in high school, I was a good student and got straight As. It was very strict and you couldn`t do well there unless you studied very hard, but every time there was any trouble, I was the first person they would be talking to.

Insanity is knowing that what you`re doing is completely idiotic, but still, somehow, you just can`t stop it.

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. The fog is like a cage without a key.

Sometimes I wish that there were a way to let people know that just because I live in a world without rules, and in a life that is lawless, doesn`t mean that it doesn`t hurt so bad the morning after.

You don`t even have to hate to have a perfectly miserable time.

I`ll see Naomi Wolf on television periodically, I have nothing against her and what she says, but I`ll feel that she`s a politician, like she`s got an agenda to get across and that she doesn`t always say what`s really true or exactly what she feels.

Ritalin abuse is a big issue in the US.

In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression.

Everything`s plastic, we`re all gonna die.

Sometimes I think that I was forced to withdraw into depression because it was the only rightful protest I could throw in the face of a world that said it was alright for people to come and go as they please, that there were simply no real obligations left.

I always carry lots of stuff with me wherever I roam, always weighted down with books, with cassettes, with pens and paper, just in case I get the urge to sit down somewhere, and oh, I don`t know, read something or write my masterpiece.

Am I worried people will say I`m repeating myself? Sure. One thought I had was to publish it as a novel but eventually I just decided to do what I wanted to do.

I thought depression was the part of my character that made me worthwhile. I thought so little of myself, felt that I had such scant offerings to give to the world, that the one thing that justified my existence at all was my agony.

Feminism is a good venue for getting yourself across as much as for getting your point across.

I admire Bruce Springsteen because he`s a heroic person who has lots of integrity and has this incredible body of work that is so vital.

In my case, I was not frightened in the least bit at the thought that I might live because I was certain, quite certain, that I was already dead.

Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don`t know the answer, I know only that I can`t.

I don`t want any more vicissitudes, I don`t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I`ve had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.

All I do is go to the movies.

It was just very interesting to me that certain types of women inspire people`s imagination, and all of them were very difficult women.

My life`s actually been quite dull; it`s not all that glamorous.

I start to think there really is no cure for depression, that happiness is an ongoing battle, and I wonder if it isn`t one I`ll have to fight for as long as I live. I wonder if it`s worth it.

It`s like Samson and Delilah: watch your back, because trouble could be the person you`re sleeping with.

I start to feel like I can't maintain the facade any longer, that I may just start to show through. And I wish I knew what was wrong. Maybe something about how stupid my whole life is. I don't know. Why does the rest of the world put up with the hypocrisy, the need to put a happy face on sorrow, the need to keep on keeping on?... I don't know the answer, I know only that I can't. I don`t want any more vicissitudes, I don`t want any more of this try, try again stuff. I just want out. I've had it. I am so tired. I am twenty and I am already exhausted.