A fair and generous woman is (at best) respected, but seldom loved.

Power, however it has evolved, whatever its origins, will not be given up without a struggle.

Women were the slave class that maintained the species in order to free the other half for the business of the world.

Romanticism is a cultural tool of male power to keep women from knowing their conditions.

Men are thinking, writing, and creating, because women were pouring their energy into those men; women are not creating culture because they are occupied with love.

Feminism, when it truly achieves its goals, will crack through the most basic structures of our society.

If women are differentiated only by superficial physical attributes, men appear more individual and irreplaceable than they really are.

He has let her in not because he genuinely loved her, but only because she played so well into his preconceived fantasies.

(Male) culture was (and is) parasitical, feeding on the emotional strength of women without reciprocity.

All men are selfish, brutal and inconsiderate--and I wish I could find one.

Thus her whole identity hangs in the balance of her love life. She is allowed to love herself only if a man finds her worthy of love.

You never understand life until it grows inside of you.

There is no such thing as vicarious experience.

If you have a good community behind you and a good family supporting you, then, when the buck stops with you, there is the strength of that community and that family to draw upon.

Stay focused. You gotta believe in yourself. I think that's the biggest thing I've been able to do throughout my whole career, even before I actually had a big career in this industry.

I'm into designing houses and interior design. I like change. I like creating things out of nothing.

When I get to connect with people, I'm not in my head anymore and I like that, that's nice.

I am in the poison gas business. Advertising should make you choke, make your eyes water, make you feel sick.

Affliction strengthens the vigor of our soul, whereas happiness weakens it.

Personally, my twenties were a complete waste of time. Professionally, I hope some good came of them.