Erica Jong
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.
The sexuality doesn't end. It really doesn't. You're sexual your whole life, if you're a sexual person.
Humor is one of the most serious tools we have for dealing with impossible situations.
writers do not choose their subjects; their subjects choose them.
It's hard to do fiction and nonfiction simultaneously.
I remember everything but forgive anyway.
Throughout much of history, women writers have capitulated to male standards, and have paid too much heed to what Virginia Woolf calls "the angel in the house." She is that little ghost who sits on one's shoulder while one writes and whispers, "Be nice, don't say anything that will embarrass the family, don't say anything your man will disapprove of ..." [ellipsis in original] The "angel in the house" castrates one's creativity because it deprives one of essential honesty, and many women writers have yet to win the freedom to be honest with themselves.
what was time but a convention, a habit of mind, a custom of dress?
each of us only feels the torn lining of his own coat and sees the wholeness of the other person's.
Women are individuals in parenting, and why not?
Whenever I go anywhere but Italy for a vacation, I always feel vaguely disappointed, as if I have made a mistake.
Divorce is my generation's coming of age ceremony - a ritual scarring that makes anything that happens afterward seem bearable.
... poetry is fired by love ...