“Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end.”

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.

I would venture to guess that Anon, who wrote so many poems without signing them, was often a woman.

Change in all things is sweet.

The way we communicate with others and with ourselves ultimately determines the quality of our lives.

It is easier to live through someone else than to become complete yourself.