All my writing has been an effort to sort out the paradoxes of my life.
No man can be really free in bed with a woman who is not.
Blaming mother is just a negative way of clinging to her still.
The older I get...the more of my mother I see in myself.
The debt of gratitude we owe our mother and father goes forward, not backward. What we owe our parents is the bill presented to us by our children.
I like the company of men. I've never been welcome in those groups, but then I would no more go to a consciousness-raising group and talk about my intimate life with my husband than fly to the moon. I never understood all that.