The Real Writer Is One Who Really

Love Says, Mine. Love Says, I Could Eat You Up. Love Says, Stay As You Are, Be My Own Private Thing, Don't You Dare Have Ideas I Don't Share. Love Has Just Got To Gobble The Other, Bones And All, Crunch. I Don't Want To Do That. I Sure Don't Want It Done To Me!

I Never Thought Of Myself As Explaining Cats In General. I Simply Viewed The Cats I Have Known As Characters In My Life, Often As Quirky And Complex As The Humans With Whom I Have Spent Time.

Obviously I Find Women More Interesting Than Men To Write About.

The Incidence Of Violent Brand-loyalty To One's Own Current Dogma Has Risen.

I Was A Working Class Jewish Girl. In My Girlhood, Anti-semitism Was A Daily Fact Of Life In Detroit. I Did Not Come From People Who Had Many Options In Their Lives Or Many Choices Open To Them. I Was A Girl In A Family In Which Women Were, As In Society At Large, Very Much Second-class Citizens. I Did Not See Why I Should Accept These Forced Limitations Without A Fight. Being Free To Make My Own Choices Thus Became Very Important To Me At An Early Age.