Simplicity, A Delicate Silence About Oneself, Increases

The Trade Of Authorship Is A Violent, And Indestructible Obsession.

The World Will Know And Understand Me Someday. But If That Day Does Not Arrive, It Does Not Greatly Matter. I Shall Have Opened The Way For Other Women.

My Strength Has Not Equaled My Mad Ambition. I Have Remained Obscure; I Have Done Worse -- I Have Touched Success, And Allowed It To Escape Me.

The Artist Vocation Is To Send Light Into The Human Heart.

The Brain Is A Tool That Gets Rusty Without Constant, Albeit Moderate, Exercise.