All Important Things Are Hard.

Something That Is Loved Is Never Lost.

We Mistook Violence For Passion, Indolence For Leisure, And Thought Recklessness Was Freedom.

If We Had No Language We'd Have Nothing.

I Write The Way Women Have Babies. You Don't Know It's Going To Be Like That. If You Did, There's No Way You Would Go Through With It.

Adults, Older Girls, Shops, Magazines, Newspapers, Window Signs—all The World Had Agreed That A Blue-eyed, Yellow-haired, Pink-skinned Doll Was What Every Girl Child Treasured