It Touched Me To Be Trusted With

...history It Seemed Could Be Something Entirely Different A Splash Of Blood Whose Agony Didn't Fade Overnight Or Over Centuries.

For The First Time, I Had Been Struck By The Excitement Of The Traveler Who Looks History In Her Subtle Face.

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

No Book That Is Written For An External Purpose Is Going To Be A Passionately Felt Book For The Writer Or The Reader. I Don't See The Point In Doing That.

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.)