Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Stupid misery of fame and money. Always we were safe from it, mistaking our obscurity for a curse when it was a treasure. Free to make what we liked, to be ourselves, even do nothing at all. No one watching. We could be real.
Kate Millett (b. 1934), U.S. feminist theorist, literary critic, essayist, autobiographer, sculptor. Flying, pt. 1, Alfred A. Knopf (1974).