I'm Nobody's Daughter Now. I'm Through With

Your Punishment If You're A Woman. Not Loved Enough.

The Music Was Always In The Background, Like Music At A Church Service; It Was Something To Depend Upon.

...[i Am] Utterly Entranced, At Times, With The Mere Fact That There Are Other People, And That They Experience Themselves As The Primary Center Of Consciousness Just As I Do. That Fact Alone...well, That Fact Alone Is Staggering.

It's One Of Those Secrets That's Embarrassing To Acknowledge, But We Do Love Our Students.

Novels Begin, Not On The Page, But In Meditation And Day-dreaming - In Thinking, Not Writing.