Fannie Hurst

Fannie Hurst
Fannie Hurst was an American novelist and short story writer whose works were highly popular during the post-World War I era. Her work combined sentimental, romantic themes with social issues of the day, such as women's rights and race relations. She was one of the most widely read woman authors of the 20th century, and for a time in the 1920s was one of the highest-paid American writers, along with Booth Tarkington. Hurst also actively supported a number of social...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth18 October 1889
CountryUnited States of America
The creative writer is usually captive to his next book.
we dig our graves with our teeth.
A woman is not a whole woman without the experience of marriage. In the case of a bad marriage, you win if you lose. Of the two alternatives - bad marriage or none - I believe bad marriage would be better. It is a bitter experience and a high price to pay for fulfillment, but it is the better alternative.
A woman has to be twice as good as a man to go half as far.
Any work of art ... is great when it makes you feel that its creator has dipped into your very heart for his sensation.
Nervous hands as if the fingers were dripping from them like icicles.
It takes a clever man to turn cynic and a wise man to be clever enough not to.
Life owes me a living worth living. Yes, Eden regarded life as her debtor, she its relentless paymaster.
Isn't success ridiculously easy, once it begins to succeed? ... after the strain and sweat and pushing until the very groins of your being shrieked protest, something like momentum happened. It took your wits and your concentration and your continued willing sweat, of course, to keep it going, but the success of success had ball bearings.
The vast army of women seeking divorce are mainly after easy alimony from men they have ceased to love - surely one of the most despicable forms of barter that can exchange human hands.
Charm is an odorless perfume, which cannot be anchored in the chemists' test tube. It is a permeation, a radiation. It emanates from the climate of a warm human spirit, which not only contains light, but gives it off.
writing is the loneliest job in the world. There's always that frustrating chasm to bridge between the concept and the writing of it. We're a harassed tribe, we writers.
Art transcends war. Art is the language of God and war is the barking of men. Beethoven is bigger than war.
Any writer worth the name is always getting into one thing or getting out of another thing.