If I miss anything, it's being able to hang out in the city of New York meeting people and talking to them on the corner.

My mother went to demonstrations. I remember her going to a big demonstration for Earl Brower and she came home crying and said the Communists were very mean and booed their people. I remember feeling sad at her feeling sad.

Everyone, real or invented, deserves the open destiny of life.

In the park I met other women and I started to get interested in their lives. I developed a lot of pressure to talk about women's lives, and children's lives, too. Children interest me tremendously.

Old age is another country, a place of strangeness, sometimes, and dislocation. There's a lot to be done in this country, and a great deal of pleasure there. There are friends, some of whom are sick and needful of you, as you will be of them someday. The world itself is very beautiful. It's a place where you have a lot to do. But you have to do it knowing that sometimes you will be afraid of this new country.

I should have written more. I should have written more during the period when I just liked so much doing the political work in the streets.

My vocabulary is adequate for writing notes and keeping journals but absolutely useless for an active moral life.