Art Is A Profession, Not A Shrine.

The Great Is Seldom A Deterrent To The Mediocre

Biology Is Destiny Only For Girls.

The Fifties - They Seem To Have Taken Place On A Sunny Afternoon That Asked Nothing Of You Except A Drifting Belief In The Moment And Its Power To Satisfy.

Art Is A Profession, Not A Shrine.

Now, My Novel Begins. No, Now I Begin My Novel—and Yet I Cannot Decide Whether To Call Myself I Or She.