Oh well, maybe the only beauty left in cities is in the oil slicks on the road and maybe there isn't any beauty left in the people who live in these places.

I had to learn the image is not the word, which is a jolt for a literary soul. But it has served me well in terms of understanding plot, in terms of watching actors develop characters.

Would it upset men if they found out we weren't different? Are we? Aren't we? Damned if I know.

Not until my middle thirties did I consider myself a novelist.

Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they're the pinnacle of evolution?

Any woman whose I.Q. hovers above her body temperature must be a feminist.

Lesbianism, politically organized, is the greatest threat that exists to male supremacy.