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It's A Very Telling Thing When You Have Children. You Have To Be There For Them, You've Got To Set An Example, When You're Not Sure What Your Example Is, And Anyway The World Is Changing So Fast You Don't Know What Is Appropriate Anymore.

Life Is Not Quantifiable In Terms Of Age, But I Suppose In My Fifties I Am More Grounded And More At Ease In My Own Skin Than When I Was Younger. I Have A Confidence That I Didn't Have Before From The Experiences I've Had.

It's Hard To Tell How Far Women's Individuality Has Come In The Past Twenty Years.

Desire, Despair, Desire. So Many Monsters.

I've Thought About What Is An Alternative Word To Feminism. There Isn't One. It's A Perfectly Good Word. And It Can't Be Changed.