If You Want To Do Things, Do

We Write About What We Don't Know About What We Know.

In The End, Long Life Is The Reward, Strength, And Beauty.

I Didn't Intend. The Word "intend" Is The Wrong Word For What I Do. It's Just That It's Something You Do, And You Can't Not Do. If You Want To Do It, And You Don't Intend To, You Do It Anyway. The Word "intend" Is Wrong. The Word "pressure" Is Right. It's Like Any Art Form.

In The Park I Met Other Women And I Started To Get Interested In Their Lives. I Developed A Lot Of Pressure To Talk About Women's Lives, And Children's Lives, Too. Children Interest Me Tremendously.

My Mother Went To Demonstrations. I Remember Her Going To A Big Demonstration For Earl Brower And She Came Home Crying And Said The Communists Were Very Mean And Booed Their People. I Remember Feeling Sad At Her Feeling Sad.