We move but our words stand become responsible for more than we intended and this is verbal privilege

Not biology, but ignorance of ourselves, has been the key to our powerlessness

Re-vision -- the act of looking back, of seeing with fresh eyes, of entering an old text from a new critical direction - is for women more than a chapter in cultural history: it is an act of survival.

Change is not a threat to your life, but an invitation to live.

It will take all your heart, it will take all your breath It will be short, it will not be simple

Your mind now, moldering like wedding-cake, heavy with useless experience, rich with suspicion, rumour, fantasy, crumbling to pieces under the knife-edge of mere fact. In the prime of your life.

The moment of change is the only poem.