Mary MacLane
Mary MacLane
Mary MacLanewas 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"...
NationalityCanadian
ProfessionWriter
CountryCanada
real literature world
Just why I sent it to the publishers would be hard to say, but when I had finished it I felt that it was literature, because it is real and because it was well written. And I know that the world wants such things.
world succeed literature
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.
important world faces
at this point I meet Me face to face. I am Mary MacLane: of no importance to the wide bright world and dearly and damnably important to Me.
world sexuality pure-love
Are there many things in this cool-hearted world so utterly exquisite as the pure love of one woman for another woman?
storm world vulnerable
Let me but make a beginning, let me but strike the world in a vulnerable spot, and I can take it by storm.
world pay interest
One must always say things that aim to interest, because in the world one must after all pay for one's keep.
white littles world
The world is like a little marsh filled with mint and white hawthorn.
bored civilization interested looks man mention scorn
One kind of man I impatiently scorn is the kind that looks bored if I mention Ibsen or ceramics or Aztec civilization but is interested instantly, alertly, if I mention my garters
book canadian-writer joy longer wrote
The only joy I had was writing what was. That book was. It no longer amuses me to be all the things I was when I wrote that. But it is my story as I was then.
analysis canadian-writer diary life months portrayal soul though three written wrote
The book, you understand, was not written for publication. It was the portrayal of my emotions, the analysis of my own soul life during three months of my nineteenth year. I wrote then all the time, just as I do now, but, though the book is in diary form, it is not a diary.
love pure utterly woman
Are there many things in this cool-hearted world so utterly exquisiteas the pure love of one woman for another?
people peculiar emphasis
People say of me, 'She's peculiar.' They do not understand me. If they did they would say so oftener and with emphasis.
taken years three
When I was three years old I was taken with my family to a little town in Western Minnesota, where I lived a more or less vapid and ordinary life until I was ten.
strong-women taken heart
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.