They are all alike you know. They hold their tongues for years and you think you're safe, but when the opportunity comes they remember everything.

Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.

Damn words; they're just the pots and pans of life, the pails and scrubbing-brushes. I wish I didn't have to think in words.

I'm not much interested in travelling scholarships for women - or in fact in scholarships, tout court! - they'd much better stay at home and mind the baby. Still less am I interested in scholarships for female Yids.

They are all alike you know. They hold their tongues for years and you think you're safe, but when the opportunity comes they remember everything.

There's no such thing as old age, there is only sorrow.

What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.