“I know just enough about myself to know I cannot settle for one of those simplifications which indignant people seize upon to make understandable a world too complex for their comprehension.”

“I know nothing, because I know too much, and understand not nearly enough and never will.”

“People talk about how wonderful the world seems to children, and that's true enough. But children think they will grow into it and understand it, and I know very well that I will not, and would not if I had a dozen lives.”

“I cannot articulate enough to express my dislike to people who think that understanding spoils your experience… How would they know?”

“Although I was too young to understand the theory of universal (that's to say male) guilt, I was old enough to know which sex suffered migraine and which sex caused it.”

“We know who we are. People cling to these firm ideas [about gender] because it makes people feel safe. But if we could just celebrate all the wonderful complexities of people, the world would be such a better place.”

“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.”

“How I wish I didn't know anything about myself and this world!”

“I am naive enough to read incessantly because I cannot, on my own, get to know enough people profoundly enough.”

“She was one of those people who say "I don't know anything about music really, but I know what I like."”