In a world not made for women, criticism and ridicule follow us all the days of our lives. Usually they are indications that we are doing something right.

what was time but a convention, a habit of mind, a custom of dress?

Famous people complain about fame, but they never want to give it back, myself included.

The words carry their own momentum. A confession in motion tends to stay in motion. Newton's first law of jealousy.

I tried to keep myself away from him by using con words like "fidelity" and "adultery", by telling myself that he would interfere with my work, that I had him I'd be too happy to write. I tried to tell myself I was hurting Bennett, hurting myself, making a spectacle of myself. I was. But nothing helped. I was possessed. The minute he walked into a room and smiled at me, I was a goner.

The soul is awakened through service.

We are finally driven to monogamy not by morality but by exhaustion.