May I Never, I Say, Become That

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

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

I Can Think Of Nothing In The World Like The Utter Littleness, The Paltriness, The Contemptibleness, The Degradation, Of The Woman Who Is Tied Down Under A Roof With A Man Who Is Really Nothing To Her; Who Wears The Man’s Name, Who Bears The Man’s Children — Who Plays The Virtuous Woman. . . . May I Never, I Say, Become That Abnormal Merciless Animal, That Deformed Monstrosity — A Virtuous Woman.

One Must Always Say Things That Aim To Interest, Because In The World One Must After All Pay For One's Keep.

I Write Every Day. Writing Is A Necessity - Like Eating.