All Unlived Emotions Turn To

The Final Lesson A Writer Learns Is That Everything Can Nourish The Writer.

I Want To Live Darkly And Richly In My Femaleness. I Want A Man Lying Over Me, Always Over Me. His Will, His Pleasure, His Desire, His Life, His Work, His Sexuality The Touchstone, The Command, My Pivot. I Don’t Mind Working, Holding My Ground Intellectually, Artistically; But As A Woman, Oh, God, As A Woman I Want To Be Dominated

One May Gain One Truth At The Expense Of Another.

Anxiety Is Love's Greatest Killer, Because It Is Like The Stranglehold Of The Drowning.

Our Psychological Reality, Which Lies Below The Surface, Frightens Us Because It Endlessly Surprises Us And Drives Us In A Direction Which Society's Rules And Organizations Define As Wrong Or Dangerous.