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
Sexism kind of predisposes us to see men's work as more important than women's, and it is a problem, I guess, as writers, we have to change.
Most sex is not really intimate.
Most sex doesn't really bring people together. You have to reach a certain level of connection, I think, and that's pretty rare.
Good sex is a mystery. Perhaps humping and pumping is not a mystery, but good sex is a mystery, and how human beings become truly intimate remains a mystery.
Sex just as a drive, as a hormonal drive, is not very interesting.
We all have fantasies about sex that are more perfect than anything in reality.
True intimacy is rare and it depends on other things besides sex.
That was probably the mistake of my generation, that we thought that having sex with anyone would be intimate and it wasn't.
I think I've become more cynical about sex. Meaning, I don't think sex in and of itself leads to an epiphany.
I've become more conservative about sex as I've gotten older.
I think men have always been afraid of women's sexuality, and the restrictions they put on women testify to that.
I was surprised by my daughter's generation and how they were rebelling against the '70s idea that sex was perfect and it should be sought.
Coupling doesn't always have to do with sex ... Two people holding each other up like flying buttresses. Two people depending on each other and babying each other and defending each other against the world outside. Sometimes it was worth all the disadvantages of marriage just to have that: one friend in an indifferent world.
Beware of books. They are more than innocent assemblages of paper and ink and string and glue. If they are any good, they have the spirit of the author within. Authors are rogues and ruffians and easy lays. They are gluttons for sweets and savories. They devour life and always want more. They have sap, spirit, sex. Books are panderers. The Jews are not wrong to worship books. A real book has pheromones and sprouts grass through its cover.