A lawyer I once knew told me of a strange case, a suffragette who had never married. After her death, he opened her trunk and discovered 50 wedding gowns.

I would teach from nine to four, sleep an hour, and write from six until midnight, night after night.

All my writing is about the recognition that there is no single reality. But the beauty of it is that you nevertheless go on, walking towards utopia, which may not exist, on a bridge which might end before you reach the other side.

Dreiser... I love... and almost wouldn't speak to anyone who ever attacked him.

I've been willing to go for years without publishing. That's been my career.

I never fantasized or invented a thing, not one thing. I knew every single thing I ever wrote about.

There were also some cruel reviews by women, but the tone of the male reviewers, sometimes hysterical, was different. I have suffered, but I don't want to name names but there have been men who have seemed to want to destroy me or my writing, men I don't even know.