Everything about women is in perpetual crisis.

While an ethic of justice proceeds from the premise of equality—that everyone should be treated the same—an ethic of care rests on the premise of nonviolence—that no one should be hurt.

While men represent powerful activity as assertion and aggression, women in contrast portray acts of nurturance as acts of strength.

In the different voice of women lies the truth of an ethic of care, the tie between relationship and responsibility, and the origins of aggression in the failure of connection.

Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.

The hardest times for me were not when people challenged what I said, but when I felt my voice was not heard.

I find the question of whether gender differences are biologically determined or socially constructed to be deeply disturbing.

Both love and democracy depend on voice -- having a voice and also the resonance that makes it possible to speak and be heard.

I've found that if I say what I'm really thinking and feeling, people are more likely to say what they really think and feel. The conversation becomes a real conversation.

Theory can blind observation.

Pleasure is a sensation. It is written into our bodies; it is our experience of delight, of joy. ... Pleasure will become a marker, a compass pointing to emotional true north.

You know, I went through life and found that the bravest people are the ones who don’t mind looking like cowards. So, I didn't mind to be so.

We have to change our thoughts before things can change.

A malefactor who atones for making your writing nonsense by permitting the compositor to make it unintelligible.

Main thing is just to remember that hard work got me here and only hard work will keep me here.

We are suffering. We have suffered. And we are not afraid to suffer in order to win our cause.

A man is as young as his spinal column.

The chance which now seems lost may present itself at the last moment.

If you want to tell stories, be a writer, not a filmmaker.

Nico leaned over and plucked a grape. Probably that was the guy’s entire diet for the day.

There's a lot you can't tell about people, looking in from the outside" -Hanna