Instinct' usually just means our conditioning to believe this or believe that, without thinking to investigate.

Words are not simple things: they take unto themselves, as they have through time, power and meaning.

One can learn, at least. One can go on learning until the day one is cut off.

Men are irrelevant. Women are happy or unhappy, fulfilled or unfulfilled, and it has nothing to do with men.

There is probably an innate masochism in a lot of women that ends up disappointed if men don't ill-treat them.

Writers were never meant to be professionals. Writing is not a profession, it is an activity, an essentially amateur occupation. It is what you do when you are not living.

memory is so selective; wishful thinking presses it into service all the time.