In expressing love we belong among the undeveloped countries.

You have, like the external world, your own phenomena inside.

You can spend the entire second half of your life recovering from the mistakes of the first half.

If women are expected to do the same work as men, we must teach them the same things.

Writers are greatly respected. The intelligent public is wonderfully patient with them, continues to read them, and endures disappointment after disappointment, waiting to hear from art what it does not hear from theology, philosophy, social theory, and what it cannot hear from pure science. Out of the struggle at the center has come an immense, painful longing for a broader, more flexible, fuller, more coherent, more comprehensive account of what we human beings are, who we are and what this life is for.

Death is the dark backing a mirror needs if we are to see anything

A writer is in the broadest sense a spokesman of his community. Through him that community comes to know its heart. Without such knowledge, how long can it survive?