You need your freedom. You need to be able to do what you want to do as a journalist, as a person who's speaking for other women as you speak for yourself, and you make a choice. You have to be tough enough to take the consequences of that choice.

Sometimes what we call love is just a settling of old scores, or a seeking of forbidden pain, or a circuitous path to the kingdom of cruelty, or she may simply have confused lack of capital with heroism while searching for rescue without knowing from what.

Self-pity is never useful. It tends to distort like a fun-house mirror.

It is hard to hold on to friendships when people move away to another state or to another world.

You really can't say things that upset someone in print and expect them to be nice and leave you their money. That's just not reasonable.

If I were planning to be stranded on a desert island, I wouldn't take Freud's books with me, because I've already read them all.

Many writers do write about their families and their immediate loved ones and love experiences, either as children or as adults. And very often people get offended by it.