If I couldn't be pretty, I decided I would be smart.

Fortunately analysis is not the only way to resolve inner conflicts. Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.

There is no good reason why we should not develop and change until the last day we live.

If you want to be proud of yourself, then do things in which you can take pride

a normal human being ... does not exist.

The view that women are infantile and emotional creatures, and as such, incapable of responsibility and independence is the work of the masculine tendency to lower women's self-respect.

Life itself still remains a very effective therapist.

Rationalization may be defined as self-deception by reasoning.

Let me say to begin with: It is not neurotic to have conflict ... Conflicts within ourselves are an integral part of human life.

We may feel genuinely concerned about world conditions, though such a concern should drive us into action and not into a depression.

Like all sciences and all valuations, the psychology of women has hitherto been considered only from the point of view of men.

One of the things I learned about writing a memoir is you can’t drag the reader through everything. Every human life is worth 20 memoirs.

Everybody really wanna be the best. I just wanna be a bit better than them.

Intent is what sends a shaman through a wall, through space, to infinity.

Developing an explicit decision-making process upfront for how you will make that decision will help alleviate conflict and gridlock when you actually need to decide.

If I knew where good songs came from, I'd go there more often.

It was a place of sin, loose women, whiskey and gambling. It was no place for a good Presbyterian, and I did not long remain one.

It doesn't matter who scores. If you have an opportunity to score, you score.

Perhaps every writer who thoroughly creates a fictional world will inevitably create a mirror of his own time and yet also create a world that no one else but him has ever visited.

I wasn't certain of anything anymore, except that New Orleans was a faithless friend and I wanted to leave her.

You have a touch in letter writing that is beyond me. Something unexpected, like coming round a corner in a rose garden and finding it still daylight.