I Began To Be A Woman At

However Great One's Gift Of Language May Be, There Is Always Something That One Cannot Tell.

Except Two Breeds - The Stupid And The Narrowly Feline - All Women Have A Touch Of The Lesbian: An Assertion All Good Non-analytic Creatures Refute With Horror, But Quite True: There Is Always The Poignant Intensive Personal Taste, The Flair Of Inner-sex, In The Tenderest Friendships Of Women.

Genius, Apart From Natural Sensitiveness, Is Prone Equally To Unreasoning Joy And To Bitterest Morbidness.

I Was Born To Be Alone, And I Always Shall Be But Now I Want To Be.

I Write Every Day. Writing Is A Necessity - Like Eating.