When everyone thinks they know you, it's hard not to be guarded.

Good sex is a mystery. Perhaps humping and pumping is not a mystery, but good sex is a mystery, and how human beings become truly intimate remains a mystery.

People always think that history proceeds in a straight line. It doesn't. Social attitudes don't change in a straight line. There's always a backlash against progressive ideas.

I'm not classically pretty; I've always been too heavy; I've had thyroid disease and it's very hard for me to lose weight - but I've always had men pursue me. I've always had that 'it' thing. God knows why. Maybe it's pheromones, I don't know.

I think I've become more cynical about sex. Meaning, I don't think sex in and of itself leads to an epiphany.

Writing about sex turns out to be just writing about life.

Perhaps every generation thinks of itself as a lost generation and perhaps every generation is right.