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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.

Cynic' Is The Sentimentalist's Name For The Realist.

Thinking About Profound Social Change, Conservatives Always Expect Disaster, While Revolutionaries Confidently Anticipate Utopia. Both Are Wrong.

The Sign Of A Good Marriage Is That Everything Is Debatable And Challenged; Nothing Is Turned Into Law Or Policy. The Rules, If Any, Are Known Only To The Two Players, Who Seek No Public Trophies.

Women, I Believe, Search For Fellow Beings Who Have Faced Similar Struggles, Conveyed Them In Ways A Reader Can Transform Into Her Own Life, Confirmed Desires The Reader Had Hardly Acknowledge-desires That Now Seem Possible. Women Catch Courage From The Women Whose Lives And Writings They Read, And Women Call The Bearer Of That Courage Friend. [p. 138]