You have a right to experiment with your life. You will make mistakes. And they are right too.

I can elect something I love and absorb myself in it.

To change skins, evolve into new cycles, I feel one has to learn to discard

I have seen romanticism outlast the realistic. I have seen men forget the beautiful women they have possessed, forget the prostitutes, and remember the first woman they idolized, the woman they could never have. The woman who aroused them romantically holds them.

Either one fails in one's art or in one's life.

I want to live darkly and richly in my femaleness. I want a man lying over me, always over me. His will, his pleasure, his desire, his life, his work, his sexuality the touchstone, the command, my pivot. I don’t mind working, holding my ground intellectually, artistically; but as a woman, oh, God, as a woman I want to be dominated

Sexual intercourse... a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast.