...in a time lacking in truth and certainty and filled with anguish and despair, no woman should be shamefaced in attempting to give back to the world, through her work, a portion of its lost heart.

Women have no wilderness in them They are provident instead Content in the tight hot cell of their hearts To eat dusty bread.

I hope that one or two immortal lyrics will come out of all this tumbling around.

Perhaps this very instant is your time.

It is through the acceptance of a variety of aethetic and intellectual points of view that a culture is given breadth and density.

I don't like quintessential certitude.

Intellectuals range through the finest gradations of kind and quality: from those who are merely educated neurotics, usually with strong hidden reactionary tendencies, through mediocrities of all kinds, to men of real brains and sensibility, more or less stiffened into various respectabilities or substitutes for respectability. The number of Ignorant Specialists is large. The number of hysterics and compulsives is also large.