Where I was raised a woman's word was law. I ain't quite outgrowed that yet.

Every once in a while I feel the tremendous force of the novel. But it does not stay with me.

I will see this game of life out to its bitter end

If I fished only to capture fish, my fishing trips would have ended long ago.

I am tired. My arm aches. My head boils. My feet are cold. But I am not aware of any weakness.

Jealously was an unjust and stifling thing.

I did not have one bad spell during writing - an unprecedented record.