First world babies are eating this planet like termites.

When a woman says, ‘I have nothing to wear!’, what she really means is, ‘There’s nothing here for who I’m supposed to be today.

I want a Zero Tolerance policy on All The Patriarchal Bullshit.

And every book, you find, has its own social group--friends of its own it wants to introduce you to, like a party in the library that need never, ever end.

But as the years went on, I realised that what I really want to be, all told, is a human. Just a productive, honest, courteously treated human.

Heaven. The biggest waste of our time we ever invented, outside jigsaws.

The problem with battling yourself is that even if you win, you lose.

The people around you are mirrors, I think. You see yourself reflected in their eyes. If the mirror is true, and smooth, you see your true self. That’s how you learn who you are.

Feminism has had exactly the same problem that "political correctness" has had: people keep using the phrase without really knowing what it means.

You can always tell when a woman is with the wrong man, because she has so much to say about the fact that nothing's happening.

You stop talking about things when you’ve worked them out. You’re no longer an observer but a participant. You’re too busy for this bullshit.

You’re my best friend

there is something intriguing about knowing how things are going to turn out, but being constantly surprised about how they'll get there.

The road to Hell is paved with good intentions.

My worthiness is all my doubt His Merit- all my fear- Contrasting which my quality Does however appear

No one yet knows what a man's province is, and how far that province, as conceived of today, is artificial.

If you are happier than you have ever been, then your power is increasing. But is it a fast a rate of climb as you would like?

In whatever sense this year is a new year for you, may the moment find you eager and unafraid, ready to take it by the hand with joy and gratitude.

I believe no one can afford, endure or can stomach leaving half a life in the parking lot when she or he goes to work. It's a lousy way to live and a lousy way to work.

I'm interested in how paintings can change or transform - sometimes through close examination or viewed from afar; or how they hold the space of a wall or interact in a room with each other.

All those things that are now field to be of the greatest antiquity were at one time new; what we to-day hold up by example will rank hereafter as precedent.