"...When I only begin to read, I forget I'm on this world. It lifts me on wings with high thoughts." ("Wings") — Anzia Yezierska

A man is free to go up as high as he can reach up to; but I, with all my style and pep, can't get a man my equal because a girl is always judged by her mother.

The trouble with us is that the ghetto of the Middle Ages and the children of the twentieth century have to live under one roof.

Like all people who have nothing, I lived on dreams. (beginning of "The Miracle")