It's because I'm a feminist that I can't stand women limiting other women's imaginations. It really makes me angry.

Young girls are sad. They like to be; it makes them feel strong.

Once you get older, people stop listening to what you say. It's very agreeable once you get used to it.

In my mind's eye Shakespeare is a huge, hot sea-beast, with fire in his veins and ice on his claws and inscrutable eyes, who looks like an inchoate hump under the encrustations of live barnacle-commentaries, limpets and trailing weeds.

You did not so much mind being -conventionally- betrayed, if you were not kept in the dark, which was humiliating, or defined only as a wife and dependent person, which was annihilating.

Where would we be without inhibitions? Theyre quite useful things when you look at some of the things humans do if they lose them.

…words have been all my life, all my life--this need is like the Spider's need who carries before her a huge Burden of Silk which she must spin out--the silk is her life, her home, her safety--her food and drink too--and if it is attacked or pulled down, why, what can she do but make more, spin afresh, design anew….