Some People Who Think They

We Flashed Our Feathers When The Feathers Were Fit To Be Flashed, And Now, In Drearier Days, Many Stay Indoors.

It's True, We Tend To Write About The Same Thing Over And Over Again Because This Is Our Trauma. If I Had Been In World War Ii, I Might Have Been Writing About D-day Over And Over Again.

It Is Hard To Hold On To Friendships When People Move Away To Another State Or To Another World.

I Would Prefer You Not To Say, "that Was The Most Terribly Written Piece I've Ever Read." That Would Hurt Me. But You Don't Think I'm The Best Person In The World? Well, Alright.

You Need Your Freedom. You Need To Be Able To Do What You Want To Do As A Journalist, As A Person Who's Speaking For Other Women As You Speak For Yourself, And You Make A Choice. You Have To Be Tough Enough To Take The Consequences Of That Choice.