Whenever I doubt the existence of God or the Goddess, I look at horses. Only God could have made a horse.
Creativity comes from trust. Trust your instincts. And never hope more than you work.
My lesbianism is an act of Christian charity. All those women out there praying for a man, and I’m giving them my share.
In America sex is an obsession. In Europe it’s a fact of life.
Never, ever underestimate your readers. Everything you do registers.
I’m not a person who worries too much about what I’ve done.
Familiarity breeds consent.
Loving’s pretty easy. It’s letting someone love you that’s hard.
Love is the wild card of existence.
I believe you are your work. Don’t trade the stuff of your life, time, for nothing more than dollars. That’s a rotten bargain.
I believe that we often disguise pain through ritual and it may be the only solace we have.
Virginia Woolf said that writers must be androgynous. I’ll go a step further. You must be bisexual.
So often the truth is told with hate, and lies are told with love.
There hasn’t been a day in my life since I started Latin in ninth grade that I haven’t benefited by the lives of the ancients.
Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they’re the pinnacle of evolution?
Life is unjust, people can be cruel, and yet if you harden your heart, you will lose what little love there is in this world.
Some people live life and others talk about it.
If you don’t like my book, write your own.
The human animal varies from class to class, culture to culture. In one way we are consistent: We are irrational.
Language is decanted and shared. If only one person is left alive speaking a language – the case with some American Indian languages – the language is dead. Language takes two and their multiples.