guilt to motherhood is like grapes to wine

The desire for self-expression afflicts people when they feel there is something of themselves which is not getting through to the outside world.

Fiction, on the whole, and if it is any good, tends to be a subversive element in society.

Of course you have to believe in destiny; that everything is sheer chance is an intolerable notion.

Style is what's there when you look at someone's writing and you know that they wrote it and nobody else did.

Take me! Well, not quite take me, love me now, take me eventually

So much for the fruits of love. Love? What's love? Sex, ah, that's another thing. Love has babies: sex has abortions.