We live on the circumference of a hollow circle. We draw the circumference, like spiders, out of ourselves: it is all criticism of criticism.

we shall know that we have begun to speak true by an increased hunger for true-speaking; we shall have the whole hunger only after we have given ourselves the first taste of it.

Women are strangers in the country of man.

Appearances do not deceive if there are enough of them.

Nature is what you don't have to trouble about. It looks after itself.

Women, ever since there have been women, have had a way of being people.

If what you write is true, it will not be so because of what you are as a writer but because of what you are as a being. There can be no literary equivalent to truth.