I Had, Of Course, No Model For

One Thing Nobody Can Do Better Than You Is Be You.

I Had, Of Course, No Model For That Sort Of Woman Being Married, But I Can Make That Up As I Go Along.

When I Was Starting Out, I Did Not Do Short Fiction Well, Because I Kept Wanting To Write Books.

There Is Simple Ignorance, Not Knowing, And Willful Ignorance That Refuses To Know, That Covers The Light Of Knowledge With The Dark Blanket Of Bias.

Empress Of The Universe Would Be Way Too Much Work. I'd Have To Wear Fancy Clothes, Probably Including Lady Shoes With Pointed Toes, And Could No Longer Slouch Into The Study In Pjs And Slippers. Someone Would (avert!) Straighten My Desk. Someone Would Reorganize My Yarn Stash...in Fact, They'd Assign Someone Else To Knit My Socks, Thus Depriving Me Of An Excuse To Rest My Brain While Pretending To Accomplish Something Useful.