Let us go forth with fear and courage and rage to save the world.

Most of the Womens Libbers I knew really didnt want to have a piece of the mens pie. They thought that pie was kind of poisonous, toxic, really full of weapons, poison gases, all kinds of mean junk we didnt even want a slice of.

I begin by writing paragraphs that don’t have an immediate relation to a plot. The sound of the story comes first.

But what's a writer for? The whole point is to put yourself into other lives, other heads-writers have always done that. If you screw up, so someone will tell you, that's all.

I didn't intend. The word "intend" is the wrong word for what I do. It's just that it's something you do, and you can't not do. If you want to do it, and you don't intend to, you do it anyway. The word "intend" is wrong. The word "pressure" is right. It's like any art form.

Art is too long, and life is too short.

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