Once upon a time Baltimore was necessary.

Once more I can climb about and remind you that a woman in this epoch does the important literary thinking.

Argument is to me the air I breathe. Given any proposition, I cannot help believing the other side and defending it.

It is natural not to care about a sister certainly not when she is four years older and grinds her teeth at night.

One of the things that I discovered in lecturing was that gradually one ceased to hear what one said one heard what the audience hears one say.

Since the war nothing is so really frightening not the dark not alone in a room or anything on a road or a dog or a moon but two things, yes, indigestion and high places they are frightening.

I am I because my little dog knows me.