Everyone has a talent. What is rare is the courage to nurture it in solitude and to follow the talent to the dark places where it leads.
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I can live without it all -- love with its blood pump, sex with its messy hungers, men with their peacock strutting, their silly sexual baggage, their wet tongues in my ear.
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Jealousy is all the fun you think they had.
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In a bad marriage, friends are the invisible glue. If we have enough friends, we may go on for years, intending to leave, talking about leaving --instead of actually getting up and leaving.
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Love is everything it's cracked up to beIt really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.
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Where is Hollywood located? Chiefly between the ears. In that part of the American brain lately vacated by God.
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Sex and creativity are often seen by dictators as subversive activities
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Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.
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Oh Doris Lessing, my dear -- your Anna is wrong about orgasms. They are no proof of love -- any more than that other Anna's fall under the wheels of that Russian train was a proof of love. It's all female shenanigans, cultural mishegoss, conditioning, brainwashing, male mythologizing. What does a woman want? She wants what she has been told she ought to want. Anna Wulf wants orgasm, Anna Karenina, death. Orgasm is no proof of anything. Orgasm is proof of orgasm. Someday every woman will have orgasms -- like every family has color TV -- and we can all get on with the real business of life.
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I have not ceased being fearful, but I have ceased to let fear control me. I have accepted fear as a part of life--specifically the fear of change, the fear of the unknown and I have gone ahead despite the pounding in my heart that says turn back, turn back, you'll die if you venture too far.
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Men and women, women and men. It will never work.
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I know some good marriages -- marriages where both people are just trying to get through their days by helping each other, being good to each other.
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A book burrows into your life in a very profound way because the experience of reading is not passive.
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Friends LOVE misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too luck or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.
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There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship --only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses. The death has occurred much earlier.
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I have accepted fear as a part of life - specifically the fear of change. I have gone ahead despite the pounding in the heart that says: turn back
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Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow talent to the dark place where it leads.
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Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't
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Every country gets the circus it deserves. Spain gets bullfights. Italy gets the Catholic Church. America gets Hollywood.
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Back in the days when men were hunters and chest beaters and women spent their whole lives worrying about pregnancy or dying in childbirth, they often had to be taken against their will. Men complained that women were cold, unresponsive, frigid. They wanted their women wanton. They wanted their women wild. Now women were finally learning to be wanton and wild -- and what happened? The men wilted.
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If you don't risk anything, you risk even more
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Advice is what you ask for when you already know the answer but wish you didn't.
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Take your life in your own hands and what happens A terrible thing no one to blame.
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If sex and creativity are often seen by dictators as subversive activities, it
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Men have always detested women's gossip because they suspect the truth: their measurements are being taken and compared.
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Take your life in your own hands and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.
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Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't.
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Take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.
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Gossip is the opiate of the oppressed.
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Friends love misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too lucky or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.
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