Minulle on sanottu, että kirjallisuus ei saa muistuttaa tunteenpurkausta, mutta kirjoitan vain ja ainoastaan päästääkseni pintaan tunteita, joita keho ei kykene ilmaisemaan.Minulle on sanottu, että kirjallisuus ei saa muistuttaa poliittista manifestia, ja hion oitis jokaista lausettani kuin veitsenterää.Koska nyt minä sen tiedän: se mitä kirjallisuudeksi kutsutaan, on rakennettu vastoin äitini kaltaisten ihmisten elämää ja kehoa. […]

”It is a foolish theory that a man should not give his life to teaching girls,” said Josephine. ”A woman would not be ashamed of teaching boys; and the two things are just the same.” ”They may be said to be the opposite of each other,” said Simon. ”But I am of your mind, my […]

”[…] Cecil All over again. He daren’t let a woman decide. He’s the type who’s kept Europe back for a thousand years. Every moment of his life he’s forming you, telling you what’s charming or amusing or ladylike, telling you what a man thinks womanly; and you, you of all women, listen to his voice […]

Almost one year ago I was coming to Mr. Debnath’s house for the first time. He was asking to take my interview in the street. Because – he was saying, this was his explanation – the house was being painted, so there was nowhere to sit.Rubbish. Where were the painters, the rags, the buckets, the […]