Occupation: Novelist Birth: August 24, 1936
I think there are a lot more important things than art in the world. But not to me..
Lists are a form of power..
Biographies are no longer written to explain or explore the greatness of the great. They redress balances, explore secret weaknesses, demolish legend….
Outside our small safe place flies mystery..
Ice burns, and it is hard to the warm-skinned to distinguish one sensation, fire, from the other, frost..
Human beings love stories because they safely show us beginnings, middles and ends..
I'm not very interested in myself. I do have a deep moral belief that you should always look out at other things and not be self-centred..
Independent women must expect more of themselves, since neither men nor other more conventionally domesticated women will hope for anything, or expec….
There is a certain aesthetic pleasure in trying to imagine the unimaginable and failing, if you are a reader..
Do I do as false prophets do and puff air into simulacra? Am I a Sorcerer--like Macbeth's witches--mixing truth and lies in incandescent shapes? Or a….
Vocabularies are crossing circles and loops. We are defined by the lines we choose to cross or to be confined by..
Once upon a time, when men and women hurtled through the air on metal wings, when they wore webbed feet and walked on the bottom of the sea, learning….
I worry about anthropomorphism as a form of self-deception. (The Christian religion is an anthropomorphic account of the universe.).
Coherence and closure are deep human desires that are presently unfashionable. But they are always both frightening and enchantingly desirable. "Fall….
I was no good at being a child..
I don't think it is an easy thing to write and expect to be commercial, even if you are from Venus and a hermaphrodite..
Where would we be without inhibitions? Theyre quite useful things when you look at some of the things humans do if they lose them..
Only write to me, write to me, I love to see the hop and skip and sudden starts of your ink..
I am a profound pessimist both about life and about human relations and about politics and ecology. Humans are inadequate and stupid creatures who so….
Mine the long night The secret place Where lovers meet In long embrace In purple dark In silvered kiss Forget the world And grasp your bliss.
It's because I'm a feminist that I can't stand women limiting other women's imaginations. It really makes me angry..