Every taxi driver I have ever spoken to has a theory of gender.

Gender is not something that one is, it is something one does, an act… a doing rather than a being.

Masculine and feminine roles are not biologically fixed but socially constructed.

We lose ourselves in what we read, only to return to ourselves, transformed and part of a more expansive world.

Possibility is not a luxury; it is as crucial as bread.

There is no gender identity behind the expressions of gender... identity is performatively constituted by the very 'expressions' that are said to be its results.

We form ourselves within the vocabularies that we did not choose, and sometimes we have to reject those vocabularies, or actively develop new ones.

All of us, as bodies, are in the active position of figuring out how to live with and against the constructions - or norms - that help to form us.

To operate within the matrix of power is not the same as to replicate uncritically relations of domination.

As we interpret ourselves differently, we also live ourselves differently.

Gender is a kind of imitation for which there is no original; in fact, it is a kind of imitation that produces the very notion of the original as an effect and consequence of the imitation itself.

Patrick actually used to be popular before Sam bought him some good music.

A great deal of intelligence can be invested in ignorance when the need for illusion is deep.

A dog's love is only second to that of a mother's.

...but it was just her mind playing cruel tricks, and she tried to push away the irrational thought that Richard was still in there, waiting for someone to save his life.

In a great many stories that deal with time travel, there's usually somebody who knows how time travel works. They lay out the rules.

I won't go to Hell for swearing because I repent too damn fast!

We shall never be fit for the service of God, if we look not beyond this fleeting life.

But I confess that "my mind to me a kingdom is" - not! Rather it is a fantastical republic, daily troubled by more revolutions than ever occurred in South America.

I grew up in the Southern Baptist Church, where my father was a minister at music, so I sang in the church all the time.

All managers are losers, they are the most expendable pieces of furniture on the face of the Earth.