Confining marine animals to tanks and separating them from their families and their natural surroundings, just so people can watch them swim in endless circles, teaches us far more about humans than it does about animals - and the lesson is not a flattering one.

When I'm lonely, frustrated or hurt it usually comes from a male person and from unrequited love. I often carry that pain around with me and my ribs actually start to ache. That's when I sit down and write.

People who wear fur smell like a wet dog if they're in the rain. And they look fat and gross.

The hardest thing in the world is to have a relationship, to be committed to one person and feel vulnerable. Recently one of my son's came to me and said ''it's hard for me to have a relationship, you and dad have been married three times each.''

I always think back to my childhood and I have a distinct memory of me not having any idea who I wanted to be. The funny thing is that I feel the same way now. So much time has passed and I haven't a definitive sense of self.

Basically, I'm a free spirit. I'm kind of an Everywoman.

Men hunt I think maybe because they have something wrong with their own equipment and they need something else to shoot.