[When asked what was the inspiration for most of her work:] Need of money, dear.

That would be a good thing for them to cut on my tombstone: Wherever she went, including here, it was against her better judgment.

Sorrow is tranquility remembered in emotion.

Creativity is a wild mind and a disciplined eye.

[On being told their loquacious, domineering host was 'outspoken':] By whom?

And there was that poor sucker Flaubert rolling around on his floor for three days looking for the right word.

She runs the gamut of emotions from A to B.