The intellectual is a middle-class product; if he is not born into the class he must soon insert himself into it, in order to exist. He is the fine nervous flower of the bourgeoisie. – Louise Bogan
Women have no wilderness in them. They are provident instead content in the tight hot cell of their hearts. To eat dusty bread. – Louise Bogan
Because language is the carrier of ideas, it is easy to believe that it should be very little else than such a carrier. – Louise Bogan
But childhood prolonged, cannot remain a fairyland. It becomes a hell. – Louise Bogan
For 13 to be unlucky would require there to be some kind of cosmic intelligence that counts things that humans count and that also makes certain things happen on certain dates or in certain places according to whether the number 13 is involved or not (whatever is involved might mean). – Douglas Hofstadter