That is the mystery about writing: it comes out of afflictions, out of the gouged times, when the heart is cut open.

I did not sleep. I never do when I am over-happy, over-unhappy, or in bed with a strange man.

If the Holy Communion touched my teeth, I thought that was a mortal sin

fear is a dreadful drawback because it stops us living in the moment.

The vote means nothing to women. We should be armed.

Writers, however mature and wise and eminent, are children at heart.

Movie people are possessed by demons, but a very low form of demons.