Erica Jong
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Erica Jong
Erica Jongis an American novelist and poet, known particularly for her 1973 novel Fear of Flying. The book became famously controversial for its attitudes towards female sexuality and figured prominently in the development of second-wave feminism. According to Washington Post, it has sold more than 20 million copies worldwide...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth26 March 1942
CityNew York City, NY
CountryUnited States of America
I've never been able to control my public image.
I guess the thing that I'm most proud of is that I kept on writing poetry. I understand that poetry is sort of the source of everything I do. It's the source of my creativity.
What I would like to give my daughter is freedom. And this is something that must be given by example, not by exhortation.
The sexuality doesn't end. It really doesn't. You're sexual your whole life, if you're a sexual person.
Dogs come into our lives to teach us about love and loyalty. They depart to teach us about loss. A new dog never replaces an old dog; it merely expands the heart. If you have loved many dogs, your heart is very big.
I am old enough to know that laughter, not anger, is the true revelation.
My generation of young female writers discovered that we could dictate the form and content of our own fiction.
Humor is one of the most serious tools we have for dealing with impossible situations.
What a damnably lonely profession writing is! In order to do it, one must banish the world, and having banished it, one feels cosmically alone.
writers do not choose their subjects; their subjects choose them.
There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship, only backward.
Courage is the only Magic worth having.
Spring, / you are a pinking shears: you cut / fresh edges on the world.
As a seasoned insomniac, I knew sometimes the way to beat sleeplessness was to outwit it: to pretend you didn't care about sleeping. Then sometimes sleep became piqued, like a rejected lover, and crept up to try to seduce you.