However Great One's Gift Of Language May

I Never Give My Real Self. I Have A Hundred Sides, And I Turn First One Way And Then The Other. I Am Playing A Deep Game. I Have A Number Of Strong Cards Up My Sleeve. I Have Never Been Myself, Excepting To Two Friends.

I Began To Be A Woman At Twelve, Or More Properly, A Genius.

I Would Rather Be A Fairly Happy Wife And Mother.

When I Wrote My Book I Wanted To Love Someone. I Wanted To Be In Love. Now I Know That I Shall Never Be In Love - And I No Longer Wish To Be.

A Genius Who Does Not Know That He Is A Genius Is No Genius.