I write every day. Writing is a necessity - like eating. Mary MacLane More Quotes by Mary MacLane More Quotes From Mary MacLane I want to live quietly. Mary MacLane wantquiet I consider calmly the question of how much evil I should need to kill off my finer feelings. Mary MacLane evilfeelingsneeds I was born to be alone, and I always shall be but now I want to be. Mary MacLane bornwant May I never, I say, become that abnormal, merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity - a virtuous woman. Mary MacLane abnormalmayanimal One's thoughts are one's most crucial adventures. Seriously and strongly and intently to contemplate doing murder is everyway more exciting, more romantic, more profoundly tragic than the murder done. Mary MacLane murderdoneadventure People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis. Mary MacLane emphasispeculiarpeople When I wrote my book I wanted to love someone. I wanted to be in love. Now I know that I shall never be in love - and I no longer wish to be. Mary MacLane liking-someonewishbook I am a genius. Then it amused me to keep saying so, but now it does not. I expected to be happy sometime. Now I know I shall never be. Mary MacLane expectedgeniusdoe I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius. Mary MacLane twelvegenius Just why I sent it to the publishers would be hard to say, but when I had finished it I felt that it was literature, because it is real and because it was well written. And I know that the world wants such things. Mary MacLane realwould-bewriting I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong cards up my sleeve. I have never been myself, excepting to two friends. Mary MacLane strongrealself It is with pain that I read of the dire effects of my book upon the minds of young girls. Mary MacLane paingirlbook Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul. Mary MacLane strong-womentakenheart When I was three years old I was taken with my family to a little town in Western Minnesota, where I lived a more or less vapid and ordinary life until I was ten. Mary MacLane vapidtakenyears Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things. Mary MacLane brilliantfamebeautiful I can think of nothing in the world like the utter littleness, the paltriness, the contemptibleness, the degradation, of the woman who is tied down under a roof with a man who is really nothing to her; who wears the man’s name, who bears the man’s children — who plays the virtuous woman. . . . May I never, I say, become that abnormal merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity — a virtuous woman. Mary MacLane animalmenchildren Some people say that beauty is a curse. It may be true, but I'm sure I should not have at all minded being cursed a little. Mary MacLane maylittlespeople at this point I meet Me face to face. I am Mary MacLane: of no importance to the wide bright world and dearly and damnably important to Me. Mary MacLane importantfacesworld I have read of women who have been strongly, grandly brave. Sometimes I have dreamed that I might be brave. The possibilities of this life are magnificent. Mary MacLane bravemightsometimes When a man and a woman love one another that is enough. That is marriage. A religious rite is superfluous. And if the man and woman live together without the love, no ceremony in the world can make it a marriage. Mary MacLane marriagereligiousmen
