Because I am a mother, I am capable of being shocked: as I never was when I was not one.

What else can I do? Once you've gone this far you aren't fit for anything else. Something happens to your mind. You're overqualified, overspecialized, and everybody knows it. Nobody in any other game would be crazy enough to hire me. I wouldn't even make a good ditch-digger, I'd start tearing apart the sewer-system, trying to pick-axe and unearth all those chthonic symbols - pipes, valves, cloacal conduits... No, no. I'll have to be a slave in the paper-mines for all time.

I'm with the spirit of Earth-Day-yet-to-come. Nobody can really predict the future, all you can do is look at trends, and that could change at any moment.

I hope that people will finally come to realize that there is only one 'race' - the human race - and that we are all members of it.

No male writer is likely to be asked to sit on a panel addressing itself to the special problems of a male writer.

In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.

he might die for her, but living for her would be quite different.