One Faces The Future With One's Past.

Be Born Anywhere, Little Embryo Novelist, But Do Not Be Born Under The Shadow Of A Great Creed, Not Under The Burden Of Original Sin, Not Under The Doom Of Salvation.

The Truly Creative Mind In Any Field Is No More Than This: A Human Creature Born Abnormally, Inhumanly Sensitive. To Him... A Touch Is A Blow, A Sound Is A Noise, A Misfortune Is A Tragedy, A Joy Is An Ecstasy, A Friend Is A Lover, A Lover Is A God, And Failure Is Death.

On This Earth, Though Far And Near, Without Love, There's Only Fear.

He Was Part Of A Whole, A People Scattered Over The Earth And Yet Eternally One And Indivisible. Wherever A Jew Lived, In Whatever Safety And Isolation, He Still Belonged To His People.

I Am An Inveterate Homemaker, It Is At Once My Pleasure, My Recreation, And My Handicap. Were I A Man, My Books Would Have Been Written In Leisure, Protected By A Wife And A Secretary And Various Household Officials. As It Is, Being A Woman, My Work Has Had To Be Done Between Bouts Of Homemaking.