If men could get pregnant, abortion would be a sacrament.
You've got to rattle your cage door. You've got to let them know that you're in there, and that you want out. Make noise. Cause trouble. You may not win right away, but you'll sure have a lot more fun.
Freedom is like taking a bath: You got to keep doing it every day.
It's interesting to speculate how it developed that in two of the most anti-feminist institutions, the church and the law court, the men are wearing the dresses.
The biggest sin is sitting on your ass.
Don't agonize, organize.
Here I am a woman attorney being told I can't practice law in slacks by a judge dressed in drag.
I never stop to wonder why I'm not like other people. They mystery to me is why more people aren't like me.
When a system of oppression has become institutionaliz ed it is unnecessary for individuals to be oppressive
Nail polish or false eyelashes isn't politics. If you have good politics, what you wear is irrelevant. I don't take dictation from the pig-o-cratic style setters who say I should dress like a middle-aged lady. My politics don't depend on whether my tits are in or out of a bra.
Unity in a Movement situation can be overrated. If you were the Establishment, which would you rather see coming in the door: one lion or five hundred mice?
I approve of anyone wearing what the establishment says you must not wear.
Oppressed people are frequendy very oppressive when first liberated. And why wouldn't they be? They know best two positions. Somebody's foot on their neck or their foot on somebody's neck.
I know we're termites. But if all the termites got together, the house would fall down.
You can't dump one cup of sugar into the ocean and expect to get syrup. If everybody sweetened her own cup of water, then things would begin to change.
Being a mother is a noble status, right? Right. So why does it change when you put 'unwed' or 'welfare' in front of it?
Now, see there. Just because I'm wearing my Super-Dike sweatshirt, you think I'm a lesbian. I guess if I were wearing a string of pearls, you'd think I was an oyster.
A liberation struggle is like a struggle against dirt. No matter what type of bath you takein three weeks you'll smell like you've never seen a bathtub. What we don't understand about a liberation struggle is you never win it, any more than you "win" clean dishes. As soon as you eat on them, the dishes are dirty again.
I'm just a loud-mouthed middle-aged colored lady with a fused spine and three feet of intestines missing and a lot of people think I'm crazy. Maybe you do too, but I never stop to wonder why I'm not like other people. The mystery to me is why more people aren't like me.
I think we should look forward to death more than we do. Of course everybody hates to go to bed or miss anything, but dying is really the only chance we'll get to rest.
There's no way that I know of to avoid pain absolutely, but suffering is the interpretation we choose to place on the pain we encounter.
... tobacco kills 52,000 people a year from lung cancer, and there's no telling how many lives have been ruined through drinking.But to my knowledge, no one has ever died of a blow job.
At my age...I'm going to do what I want and I haven't got time for anything else.
Prostitutes don't sell their bodies, they rent their bodies. Housewives sell their bodies when they get married.
Horizontal hostility may be expressed in sibling rivalry or in competitive dueling which wrecks not only office tranquility or suburban domesticity but also some radical political groups and, it must be sadly said, some women's liberation groups. ... [it is] misdirected anger that rightly should be focused on the external causes of oppression.
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