I Wasn't Brought Up To Be Dazzled

I Was Filled With Angst In College, That I Struggled With The Question Of My Future, The Meaning Of My Life - Spoiled Sheltered Rich Girl Collides With Great Books And Is Devastated By Her Own Banality.

There Is Nothing Harder, At Moments, Than Talking To Someone Who Has All The Power Of Silence.

It's A Shame For Women's History To Be All About Men--first Boys, Then Other Boys, Then Men Men Men. It Reminds Me Of The Way Our School History Textbooks Were All About Wars And Elections, One War After Another, With The Dull Periods Of Peace Skimmed Over Whenever They Occurred. (our Teachers Deplored This And Added Extra Units About Social History And Protest Movements, But That Was Still The Message Of The Books.)

The Heart Does Not Go Backward. Only The Mind.

I Wondered Why She Craved This Knowledge And Found Myself Remembering That She Was, After All, An Anthropologist.