“[Writing about her address to a ladies club]: The heart of my message to them was that they would all fry in Hell if they didn't quit reading trash.”

“It didn't occur to me that my books would be widely read at all, and that enabled me to write anything I wanted to. And even once I realized that they were being read, I still wrote as if I were writing in secret. That's how one has to write anyway--in secret.”

“A lady is the last thing on earth I want to be. Capitalists sidetrack the women into clubs and make ladies of them.”

“I keep a diary in order to enter the wonderful secrets of my life. If I didn't write them down, I should probably forget all about them.' 'Memory, my dear Cecily, is the diary that we all carry about with us.”

“Hell didn't make me a monster. It just confirmed all my worst fears about myself.”

“Here’s a pen so the next time you want to write a message about drugs, you won’t have to use someone’s heart.”