Erica Jong

“She believed in angels, and, because she believed, they existed”
― Clarice Lispector, The Hour of the Star

“She lives as if she is constantly on the brink of some great fulfillment. As if she were waiting for Prince Charming to take her away "from all this". All what? The solitude of living inside her own soul? The certainty of being herself instead of half of something else?”
― Erica Jong, Fear of Flying

“What all the ads and whorescopes seemed to imply was that if only you took proper care of your smells, your hair, your boobs, your eyelashes, your armpits, your crotch, your stars, your scars, your choice of Scotch in bars - you would meet a beautiful powerful, potent, and rich man who would satisfy every longing, fill every hole, make your heart skip a beat (or stand still), make you misty, and fly you to the moon (preferably on gossamer wings), where you would live totally satisfied forever.”
― Erica Jong, Fear of Flying

“Any system was a straightjacket if you insisted on adhering to it so totally and humorlessly.”
― Erica Jong, Fear of Flying