They Weren't Crazy. They Were Tired Of

Let Us Stop Being Afraid. Of Our Own Thoughts, Our Own Minds. Of Madness, Our Own Or Others'. Stop Being Afraid Of The Mind Itself, Its Astonishing Functions And Fandangos, Its Complications And Simplifications, The Wonderful Operation Of Its Machinery--more Wonderful Because It Is Not Machinery At All Or Predictable.

The Rationale Which Accompanies That Imposition Of Male Authority Euphemistically Referred To As 'the Battle Of The Sexes' Bears A Certain Resemblance To The Formulas Of Nations At War, Where Any Heinousness Is Justified On The Grounds That The Enemy Is Either An Inferior [part Of The] Species Or Really Not Human At All.

People Have A Right To Their Own Lives, And If You Can't Help Somebody, You Ought To Get Out Of Their Way.

During Depression The World Disappears. Language Itself. One Has Nothing To Say. Nothing. No Small Talk, No Anecdotes. Nothing Can Be Risked On The Board Of Talk. Because The Inner Voice Is So Urgent In Its Own Discourse: How Shall I Live? How Shall I Manage The Future? Why Should I Go On?

The Lesbian Is The Archtypical Feminist, Because She's Not Into Men - She's The Independent Woman Par Excellence.