You want to be free and break new ground, speak your mind, fear no man, have the neighbours acknowledge that you're a good man; and at the same time you want to be a success, make money, join the country club, get the votes and kick the other man in the teeth and off the ladder.

It is a rule of creative ability that it does nothing of any value, while it is possessed by this afflatus of vanity.

About myself - no. I'm unimportant, an observer, a wandering animal.

Ye want to tell the plain truth all your life, woman, and speak straight; otherwise ye get to seeing double.

Men never believe a woman can do anything.

I hate Bernard Shaw because he says that life is compromise.

There'll be no sense in sexual theories until women start telling their minds; and, of course, until they have some.