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Mary MacLane Biography

Mary MacLane (May 1, 1881 – c. August 6, 1929) was a controversial Canadian-born American writer whose frank memoirs helped usher in the confessional style of autobiographical writing. MacLane was known as the "Wild Woman of Butte".

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Of poets I put Virgil first - he was greatest.

Firsts, Greatest, Poet, Poets, Virgil

I've never made plans for more than a day ahead.

Ahead, Day, Made, Plans

The highest thing one can do in literature is to succeed in saying that thing which one meant to say. There is nothing better than that - to make the world see your thoughts as you see them.

Literature, Meant, Succeed, Thing, World

I do not sing nor play, but I adore music, particularly Chopin. I like him because I cannot understand him.

Adore, Chopin, I Like Him, Play

However great one's gift of language may be, there is always something that one cannot tell.

Gift, Language, May, Speech, Tell

Genius of a kind has always been with me; an empty heart that has taken on a certain wooden quality; an excellent, strong woman's body and a pitiably starved soul.

Empty, Genius, Heart, Quality, Strong Women, Taken

I have read of women who have been strongly, grandly brave. Sometimes I have dreamed that I might be brave. The possibilities of this life are magnificent.

Brave, Grandly, Life, Magnificent, Might, Sometimes

Except two breeds - the stupid and the narrowly feline - all women have a touch of the Lesbian: an assertion all good non-analytic creatures refute with horror, but quite true: there is always the poignant intensive personal taste, the flair of inner-sex, in the tenderest friendships of women.

Except, Intensive, Sex, Stupid, True, Two

Do you think a man is the only creature with whom one may fall in love?

Creature, Falling In Love, Love, Man, Men, Thinking

The art of Good Eating has two essential points: one must eat only when one is hungry, and one must take small bites.

Art, Eating, Essentials, Hungry, Points, Two

The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.

Hawthorn, Littles, White, World

There is really no right and wrong. I recognize no right and wrong.

Recognize, Right, Wrong

Fame is indeed beautiful and benign and gentle and satisfying, but happiness is something at once tender and brilliant beyond all things.

Beautiful, Brilliant, Fame, Happiness, Tender

I began to be a woman at twelve, or more properly, a genius.

Genius, Properly, Twelve, Woman

When a man and a woman love one another that is enough. That is marriage. A religious rite is superfluous. And if the man and woman live together without the love, no ceremony in the world can make it a marriage.

Love, Marriage, Men, Religious

I can think of nothing in the world like the utter littleness, the paltriness, the contemptibleness, the degradation, of the woman who is tied down under a roof with a man who is really nothing to her; who wears the man’s name, who bears the man’s children — who plays the virtuous woman. . . . May I never, I say, become that abnormal merciless animal, that deformed monstrosity — a virtuous woman.

Animal, Become, Children, Degradation, Thinking

I have never read a line of Walt Whitman.

Line, Lines, Read, Walt, Whitman

My intention to lecture is as vague as my intention is to go on the stage. I will never consider an offer to lecture, not because I despise the vocation, but because I have no desire to appear on the public rostrum.

Desire, Goes On, Lectures, Offer, Public, Stage

Some people say that beauty is a curse. It may be true, but I'm sure I should not have at all minded being cursed a little.

Littles, May, Minded, People, True

But in my life, in my personality, there is an essence of falseness and insincerity. A thin, fine vapor of fraud hangs always over me and dampens and injures some things in me that I value.

Essence, Fraud, Life, Personality, Things, Vapor

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