When we think we don't like art it is because it is artificial art.

They fought the enemy, we fight fat living and self-pity. Shine, o shine, unfalsifying sun, on this sick scene.

To wear the arctic fox you have to kill it.

[On her use of quotations:] When a thing has been said so well that it could not be said better, why paraphrase it? Hence my writing, is, if not a cabinet of fossils, a kind of collection of flies in amber.

If technique is of no interest to a writer, I doubt that the writer is an artist.

Revision is its own reward.

Egotism is usually subversive of sagacity.