I Began To Be A Woman At

I've Never Made Plans For More Than A Day Ahead.

It Is With Pain That I Read Of The Dire Effects Of My Book Upon The Minds Of Young Girls.

I Want Fame More Than I Can Tell. But More Than I Want Fame I Want Happiness.

Except Two Breeds - The Stupid And The Narrowly Feline - All Women Have A Touch Of The Lesbian: An Assertion All Good Non-analytic Creatures Refute With Horror, But Quite True: There Is Always The Poignant Intensive Personal Taste, The Flair Of Inner-sex, In The Tenderest Friendships Of Women.

Are There Many Things In This Cool-hearted World So Utterly Exquisite As The Pure Love Of One Woman For Another Woman?