But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and…

- Mary Maclane

I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius.

- Mary Maclane

I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be.

- Mary Maclane

May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman.

- Mary Maclane

I want to write such things as compel the admiring acclamation of the world at large, such things as are written but once in years, things subtle but…

- Mary Maclane

I can think of nothing in the world like the utter littleness, the paltriness, the contemptibleness, the degradation, of the woman who is tied down u…

- Mary Maclane

People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis.

- Mary Maclane

I do not see any beauty in self-restraint.

- Mary Maclane

I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong c…

- Mary Maclane