11 Quotes & Sayings By Alberto Moravia

Alberto Moravia was born in Rome in 1912 and died in Rome in 2012. He was a writer and journalist and was the son of the Italian poet and Nobel Prize winner Domenico Moravia.

And we all know love is a glass which makes...
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And we all know love is a glass which makes even a monster appear fascinating. Alberto Moravia
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This thought strengthened in me my belief that all men, without exception, deserve to be pitied, if only because they are alive. Alberto Moravia
When you aren't sincere you need to pretend, and by...
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When you aren't sincere you need to pretend, and by pretending you end up believing yourself; that's the basic principle of every faith. Alberto Moravia
Every true writer is like a bird; he repeats the...
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Every true writer is like a bird; he repeats the same song, the same theme, all his life. For me, this theme as always been revolt. Alberto Moravia
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They say that, if we manage to live without too great an effort, it is entirely owing to the automatism which makes us unconscious of a great part of our movements. In order to take one single step, it seems, we displace an infinite number of muscles, and yet, thanks to this automatism, we are unaware of it. The same thing happens in our relations with other people. Alberto Moravia
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I gave up the unequal struggle against what appeared to be in my fate, indeed, I welcomed it with more affection. As one embraces a foe one can't defeat and I felt liberated. Alberto Moravia
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An uncertain evil causes anxiety because, at the bottom of one's heart, one goes on hoping till the last moment that it may not be true; a certain evil, on the other hand, instills, for a time, a kind of dreary tranquillity. Alberto Moravia
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I felt that the metal of my spirit, like a bar of iron that is softened and bent by a persistent flame, was being gradually softened and bent by the troubles that oppressed it. In spite of myself, I was conscious of a feeling of envy for those who did not suffer from such troubles, for the wealthy and the privileged; and this envy, I observed, was accompanied–still against my will–by a feeling of bitterness towards them, which, in turn, did not limit its aim to particular persons or situations, but, as if by an uncontrollable bias, tended to assume the general, abstract character of a whole conception of life. In fact, during those difficult days, I came very gradually to feel that my irritation and my intolerance of poverty were turning into a revolt against injustice, and not only against the injustice which struck at me personally but the injustice from which so many others like me suffered. I was quite aware of this almost imperceptible transformation of my subjective resentments into objective reflections and states of mind, owing to the bent of my thoughts which led always and irresistibly in the same direction: owing also to my conversation, which, without my intending it, alway harped upon the same subject. I also noticed in myself a growing sympathy for those political parties which proclaimed their struggle against the evils and infamies of the society to which, in the end I had attributed the troubles that beset me–a society which, as I thought, in reference to myself, allowed its best sons to languish and protected its worst ones. Usually, and in the simpler, less cultivated people, this process occurs without their knowing it, in the dark depths of consciousness where, by a kind of mysterious alchemy, egoism is transmuted into altruism, hatred into love, fear into courage; but to me, accustomed as I was to observing and studying myself, the whole thing was clear and visible, as though I were watching it happen in someone else; and yet I was aware the whole time that I was being swayed by material subjective factors, that I was transforming purely personal motives into universal reasons. Alberto Moravia
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The dark realization came to him that a difficult and miserable age had begun for him, and he couldn't imagine when it would end. [Puberty] Alberto Moravia
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In life there are no problems, that is, objective and external choices; there is only the life which we do not resolve as a problem but which we live as an experience, whatever the final result may be. Alberto Moravia