I write every day. Writing is a necessity - like eating.

I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius.

The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.

I do not see any beauty in self-restraint.

Are there many things in this cool-hearted world so utterly exquisite as the pure love of one woman for another woman?

However great one's gift of language may be, there is always something that one cannot tell.

I want fame more than I can tell. But more than I want fame I want happiness.