Fear Is A Sign-usually A Sign That

Sex Doesn't Disappear, It Just Changes Forms.

Throughout Much Of History, Women Writers Have Capitulated To Male Standards, And Have Paid Too Much Heed To What Virginia Woolf Calls "the Angel In The House." She Is That Little Ghost Who Sits On One's Shoulder While One Writes And Whispers, "be Nice, Don't Say Anything That Will Embarrass The Family, Don't Say Anything Your Man Will Disapprove Of ..." [ellipsis In Original] The "angel In The House" Castrates One's Creativity Because It Deprives One Of Essential Honesty, And Many Women Writers Have Yet To Win The Freedom To Be Honest With Themselves.

Birth Is The Start Of Loneliness And Loneliness The Start Of Poetry.

Take Your Life In Your Own Hands, And What Happens? A Terrible Thing: No One To Blame.

I Don't Think You Will Ever Fully Understand How You've Touched My Life And Made Me Who I Am. I Don't Think You Could Ever Know Just How Truly Special You Are That Even On The Darkest Nights You Are My Brightest Star