We've made hyper motherhood a measure of female success.

By the time you kill and mount what you catch, it has lost that very thing that made it worth having. I knew this only as a vague sense of disappointment at age 10; not until later did I recognize it as a metaphor for much of life.

My sister is a public school teacher. She makes far far less money than I do, and gets almost no public attention for her work. Yet I believe what she does is infinitely more important and more difficult than what I do.

Today is the only guarantee you get.

I've been a feminist since I was a teenager, but originally it was because I wanted to make the world a better place for me.

I think when people keep saying to you, "You're good at this," you just keep doing it.

Maybe crazy is just the word we use for feelings that will not be contained.