Possibly when the professor insisted a little too emphatically upon the inferiority of women, he was concerned not with their inferiority, but with his own superiority.

One cannot think well, love well, sleep well, if one has not dined well.

No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.

A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction.

The history of men's opposition to women's emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that emancipation itself.

For books continue each other, in spite of our habit of judging them separately.

Anything may happen when womanhood has ceased to be a protected occupation.

All women together ought to let flowers fall upon the tomb of Aphra Behn, for it was she who earned them the right to speak their minds.

Why, if it was an illusion, not praise the catastrophe, whatever it was, that destroyed illusion and put truth in it's place?

Women and fiction remain, so far as I am concerned, unsolved problems.

They lack suggestive power. And when a book lacks suggestive power, however hard it hits the surface of the mind it cannot penetrate within.

I try to be careful not to do single concerts where I fly out, do my show, turn around and go home.

I wanted to prove the sustaining power of music.

It's been a moment since I've done some public speaking. I find now-a-days it's best to keep quiet.

I guess creepy comes natural to me - I hate to say that.

I like racing. I love the speed and I'm a very kinetic person in terms of filmmaking. I love the movement of film more than anything else.

Decide what you want to be.... Pay the Price ... And be what you want to be.

The so-called law of induction cannot possibly be a law of logic, since it is obviously a proposition with a sense.--Nor, therefore, can it be an a priori law.

A mind ill with negative attitudes is more dangerous than a sick body, for its sickness is always contagious.

The surest step toward joy in the morning is virtue in the evening.

My soul is sick with every day's report of wrong and outrage with which earth is filled.