There is not a single line in this diary that does not call for a correction or a denial...Yes: throughout these pages I meant what I was writing and I meant the opposite; reading them again I feel completely lost...I was lying to myself. How I lied to myself!

The American woman's inequality with men is proved by her defiant attitude.

One can not start by saying that our earthly destiny has or has not importance, for it depends upon us to give it importance.

You can't address yourself to women by speaking a language which no average woman will understand. In my opinion, it's wrong.

It was easier for me to think of a world without a creator than of a creator loaded with all the contradictions of the world.

The time that one gains cannot be accumulated in a storehouse; it is contradictory to want to save up existence, which, the fact is, exists only by being spent and there is a good case for showing that airplanes, machines, the telephone, and the radio do not make men of today happier than those of former times.

You can't define the future. And in my opinion, you can't define the avant-garde.