I Write Every Day. Writing Is A

There Is Really No Right And Wrong. I Recognize No Right And Wrong.

Fame Is Indeed Beautiful And Benign And Gentle And Satisfying, But Happiness Is Something At Once Tender And Brilliant Beyond All Things.

However Great One's Gift Of Language May Be, There Is Always Something That One Cannot Tell.

I Am Lithe, But Fragile From Constant Involuntary Self-analysis.

I Began To Be A Woman At Twelve, Or More Properly, A Genius.