I worked up a daily fury about some economic injustice because there were so many of them.

I've learned ruthless concentration. I can write under any circumstances...street noises, loud talk, music, you name it.

I've always been independent, and I don't see how it conflicts with femininity.

I had always assumed that people were interested in economic affairs, just as I was. My assumption was justified. The times caught up with me. I was ready. I was there.

Invest in yourself, in your education. There's nothing better.

In those days [1935] I would read what the opposition papers got out, and I'd say to myself, 'What I'm doing just isn't good enough.'

For millions, the retirement dream is in reality an economic nightmare. For millions, growing old today means growing poor, being sick, living in substandard housing, and having to scrimp merely to subsist.