The Freudians describe the conscious as a small lit area, all white, and the unconscious as a great dark marsh full of monsters. In their view, the monsters reach up, grab you by the ankles, and try to drag you down.

We've got to believe in our beautiful impossible blueprints.

I wanted to highlight that whole dreadful process in book publishing that 'nothing succeeds like success.'

I have a daughter and two grand-daughters and a great grandson in Africa, in Cape Town.

I hated the 1960's feminists," she says. "They were dogmatists, you see. In comes ideology, and out goes common sense. This is my experience of life.

I treasure solitude. One doesn't have to have human contact.

Laughter is by definition healthy.