The classic trap for any revolutionary is always, 'What's your alternative?

Power, however it has evolved, whatever its origins, will not be given up without a struggle.

Women were the slave class that maintained the species in order to free the other half for the business of the world.

Romanticism is a cultural tool of male power to keep women from knowing their conditions.

Men are thinking, writing, and creating, because women were pouring their energy into those men; women are not creating culture because they are occupied with love.

Feminism, when it truly achieves its goals, will crack through the most basic structures of our society.

If women are differentiated only by superficial physical attributes, men appear more individual and irreplaceable than they really are.

He has let her in not because he genuinely loved her, but only because she played so well into his preconceived fantasies.

(Male) culture was (and is) parasitical, feeding on the emotional strength of women without reciprocity.

All men are selfish, brutal and inconsiderate--and I wish I could find one.

Thus her whole identity hangs in the balance of her love life. She is allowed to love herself only if a man finds her worthy of love.

People often find comfort in ignorance of illusions, but rarely find solace in the truth of reality.

It is in the nature of cats to do a certain amount of unescorted roaming.

One might think, that a period which, within fifty years, uproots, enslaves or kills seventy million human beings, should only, and forthwith, be condemned. But also its guilt must be understood.

What a lay me down this is with two pink, two orange, two green, two white goodnights.

I will meet the world's demands and win!

With prophecies the commentator is often a more important man than the prophet.

If enough people openly engage in conduct once considered reprehensible, we rewrite the rule book and assume that God, as a good democrat, will go along.

I didn't even know what a film director was. To me, Charlie Chaplin was a goofy clown, and John Ford - what? Never heard of him.

My school and my tribe are so poor and sad that we have to study from the same dang books our parents studied from. That is absolutely the saddest thing in the world.

If ignorance is bliss, why aren't more people happy?