If she had been left alone she would have gone on, in her own way, enjoying herself thoroughly, until people found one day that she had turned imperceptibly into one of those women who have become old without ever having been middle aged: a little withered, a little acid, hard as nails, sentimentally kindhearted, and addicted to religion or small dogs.

In the writing process, the more a story cooks, the better.

I have to conclude that fiction is better at 'the truth' than a factual record.

There is nothing more boring for an intelligent woman than to spend endless amounts of time with small children.

Charity has always been a expression of the guilty consciences of a ruling class.

I am increasingly afflicted by vertigo where words mean nothing

The critics slap labels on you and then expect you to talk inside their terms.