In A Great Gasp, Puts Her Head

My Feelings About Men Are The Result Of My Experience. I Have Little Sympathy For Them. Like A Jew Just Released From Dachau, I Watch The Handsome Young Nazi Soldier Fall Writhing To The Ground With A Bullet In His Stomach And I Look Briefly And Walk On. I Don’t Even Need To Shrug. I Simply Don’t Care. What He Was, As A Person, I Mean, What His Shames And Yearnings Were, Simply Don’t Matter.

My Goal In Life Is To Change The Entire Social And Economic Structure Of Western Civilization, To Make It A Feminist World.

'i Hate Discussions Of Feminism That End Up With Who Does The Dishes,' She Said. So Do I. But At The End, There Are Always The Damned Dishes.

Marriage Accustomed One To The Good Things, So One Came To Take Them For Granted, But It Magnified The Bad Things, So They Came To Feel As Painful As A Grain In One's Eye. An Open Window, A Forgotten Quart Of Milk, A Tv Set Left Blaring, Socks On The Bathroom Floor Could Become Occasions For Incredible Rage.

Rain Is One Thing The British Do Better Than Anybody Else.