I define "politics" as the on-going collective struggle for liberation and for the power to create - not only works of art, but also just and nonviolent social institutions.

motherhood is the great mesh in which all human relations are entangled, in which lurk our most elemental assumptions about love and power.

The word revolution itself has become not only a dead relic of Leftism, but a key to the deadendedness of male politics: the revolution of a wheel which returns in the end to the same place; the revolving door of a politics which has liberated women only to use them, and only within the limits of male tolerance.

It is the lesbian in us who is creative, for the dutiful daughter of the fathers in us is only a hack.

The connections between and among women are the most feared, the most problematic, and the most potentially transforming force on the planet.

Abortion is violence; a deep, desperate violence inflicted by a woman upon, first of all, herself.

Probably there is nothing in human nature more resonant with charges than the flow of energy between two biologically alike bodies, one of which has lain in amniotic bliss inside the other, one of which has labored to give birth to the other. The materials are here for the deepest mutuality and the most painful estrangement.