Cynic' Is The Sentimentalist's Name For The

Normal Is Absolutely My Least Favorite Word.

As Long As Women Are Isolated One From The Other, Not Allowed To Offer Other Women The Most Personal Accounts Of Their Lives, They Will Not Be Part Of Any Narratives Of Their Own…women Will Be Staving Off Destiny And Not Inviting Or Inventing Or Controlling It.

People Who Are Genuinely Involved In Life, Not Just Living A Routine They've Contrived To Protect Them From Disaster, Always Seem To Have More Demanded Of Them Than They Can Easily Take On.

New York Is Not Like London, A Now-and-then Place To Many People. You Can Either Not Live In New York Or Not Live Anyplace Else. One Is Either A Lover Or Hater.

What Marks A Writer Is This: Until She - Or He, Of Course - Writes Down Whatever Happened, Turns It Into A Story, It Hasn't Really Happened, It Hasn't Shape, Form, Reality.