I begin to perceive that I am a woman. What that is, heaven knows… the philosophy is yet to be written, there is a world to be explored.
I think a lot of philosophers get so absorbed and distracted from the real matters of the world that they get lost in irrelevant sub-details.
I wrote my first play when I was eight.
Olivier said that drama is an affair of the heart, or it’s nothing, and he was right.
I am at war… with the principal personage of traditional philosophy, that abstract subject who masquerades as everyone and anyone, but is really a male subject in disguise.