I write so much because my cat sits on my lap. She purrs so I don't want to get up. She's so much more calming than my husband.

Most people think that a widow is inhabiting some elegiac world of - it's like Mozart's 'Requiem Mass.' You know, it's very beautiful and elevated thoughts and some measure of dignity. I didn't have that experience at all. I had one pratfall after another.

I am more or less reading all the time.

That is the mystery: Reading Henry James can yield prose that is contrary to James, yet inspired by him. Who can understand this?

I had forgotten that time wasn't fixed like concrete but in fact was fluid as sand, or water. I had forgotten that even misery can end.

An actress wants to be seen. An actress wants to be loved. By multitudes of people, not just one lone man.

I am always reading or thinking about reading.