Now we know that women can do what men can do..., but we don't know that men can do what women can do.

Without leaps of imagination, or dreaming, we lose the excitement of possibilities. Dreaming, after all, is a form of planning.

God may be in the details, but the goddess is in the questions. Once we begin to ask them, there's no turning back.

We've begun to raise daughters more like sons... but few have the courage to raise our sons more like our daughters.

Far too many people are looking for the right person, instead of trying to be the right person.

Law and justice are not always the same. When they aren't, destroying the law may be the first step toward changing it.

Each individual woman's body demands to be accepted on its own terms.

No man can call himself liberal, or radical, or even a conservative advocate of fair play, if his work depends in any way on the unpaid or underpaid labor of women at home, or in the office.

The purpose of feminism is to free the uniqueness of the individual and to understand that inside each of us is a unique human being who is a combination of heredity and environment.

Superwoman is the adversary of the women's movement.

A pedestal is as much a prison as any small, confined space.

The fear of God reigning in the heart is the beauty of the soul.

A compass calibrated by my greed is a rather shrewd way to legitimize my agenda. However, true north on a compass such as this is a straight line to the edge of a really big cliff.

Are you happy?

Why do you ever mend your clothes, unless that, wearing them, you may mend your ways. Let us sing.

I feel that I'm more of a speed player, being able to rush the edge with a lot of speed coming around the corner. But I also have the athletic ability to cover and play in space.

All gods are one god.

He closed his eyes, dropping his forehead against hers. “You’ll be the death of me, Elena.” She smiled. “You need a little excitement in that boring old life of yours.

Tomorrow is an old deceiver, and his cheat never grows stale.

What happens when an art form becomes ambiguous, I think, is that the standards are lowered. You can say anything is jazz. So I think it's important to reflect on what made jazz so special.

We do not have an ecological crisis. The ecosphere has a human crisis. Our 'story' about our place in the scheme of things has somehow gone awry in the industrial age.