I require only three things of a man. He must be handsome, ruthless and stupid.

Anthologists are lazy fellows who like to spend a quiet evening at home raiding good books.

Scratch a king and find a fool!

Men They hail you as their morning star Because you are the way you are. If you return the sentiment, They'll try to make you different; And once they have you, safe and sound, They want to change you all around. Your moods and ways they put a curse on; They'd make of you another person. They cannot let you go your gait; They influence and educate. They'd alter all that they admired. They make me sick, they make me tired.

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

Art is a form of catharsis.

I like to think of my shining tombstone. It gives me, as you might say, something to live for.