Our society has very much limited our choices, even regarding the food we think acceptable.

Sexism goes so deep that at first it's hard to see; you think it's just reality.

I don't really think myself that sex work is necessarily more demeaning than other kinds of demeaning work.

Everything is connected. There is no such thing as an island, especially in our world, global village, the whole thing. Pollution from way across the ocean circulates in the air.

When I became a feminist, when the movement started in the late sixties, I started writing because I had something urgent to say. My first novel, Memoirs of an Ex-Prom Queen, is the product of that urgency.

I see old age not as something to hide from or dread (though there is much to oppose in the usual treatment of the old) but rather as something to embrace as the natural and inevitable end.

For two years I watched my parents' lives wind to a close. This made me aware of old age as a one stage, the final one, of a long journey.