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

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.

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.

And the question is always "When are you going to have kids?" Rather than "Do you want to have kids?

If bullies actually believe that somebody loves them and believes in them, they will love themselves, they will become better people, and many will even become saviors to the bullied.

Without lies humanity would perish of despair and boredom.

There are people who are so cautious that they are careful not to waste their fear.

The camera is an extension of yourself... Your story treatment may be subjective, but it is important to remain objective as to truth.

All the Armes of England will not arme feare.

The American public is not aware that there might be potential allergenic and toxic reactions. With regular food, at least people know which foods they have an allergy to.

He who loves not lives not.

My best work is often almost unconscious and occurs ahead of my ability to understand it.

He, who survives his reputation, lives out of despite himself, like a man listening to his own reproach.

The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.