We all leave one another. We die, we change - it's mostly change - we outgrow our best friends; but even if I do leave you, I will have passed on to you something of myself; you will be a different person because of knowing me; it's inescapable.

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

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

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

it is not good to repudiate the dead because then they do not leave you alone, they are like dogs that bark intermittently at night.

Countries are either mothers or fathers, and engender the emotional bristle secretly reserved for either sire.

She said the reason that love is so painful is that it always amounts to two people wanting more than two people can give.