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In Domestic Life The Woman's Value Is Inherent, Unquantifiable; At Home She Exchanges Proven Values For Mythological Ones. She "wants" To Be At Home, And Because She Is A Woman She's Allowed To Want It. This Desire Is Her Mystique, It Is Both What Enables Her To Domesticate Herself And What Disempowers Her.

Childhood, After All, Is Not An Ending, But Rather A State Full Of Potent Curiosity.

Human Beings Have A Need, Generally, To Destroy Things. The Freudian Principle Of Civilisation Is Correct. There's Always, Always A Difference Between The Family Image And The Reality.

There Are Certain Types Of Slightly Hysterical Human Characters Who, Rather Than Creating, Walk Around With A Sense Of Their Own Potential - It's As If They Themselves Were Art Objects. They Feel As If Their Lives Are Written Narratives, Or Pieces Of Music.

To Become A Mother Is To Learn A Whole Language - To Relearn It, Perhaps, As It Was The Tongue To Which We Were Born - And Hence Gain Entrance To A Forgotten World Of Comprehension.