I think you often have that sense when you write--that if you can spot something in yourself and set it down on paper, you're free of it. And you're not, of course; you've just managed to set it down on paper, that's all.

My closet is full of sad little scripts that didn't get made that have sad endings. It's very hard to get a movie made that has a sad ending.

Everybody dies. There's nothing you can do about it. Whether you eat six almonds a day. Whether or not you believe in God.

I think if you're lucky enough to find a voice in whatever you do, that voice will come sneaking out no matter what.

Consciousness-raising is at the very least supposed to bring about an intimacy, but what it seems instead to bring about are the trappings of intimacy, the illusion of intimacy, a semblance of intimacy.

Having been married so many times, I know that one of the few things I am an expert in is falling in love.

What will happen to sex after liberation? Frankly, I don't know. It is a great mystery to all of us.