In a culture of domination, preoccupation with victimage is inevitable.

Power feminism is just another scam in which women get to play patriarchs and pretend that the power we seek and gain liberates us.

Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as a means of escape.

To be changed by ideas was pure pleasure. But to learn ideas that ran counter to values and beliefs learned at home was to place oneself at risk, to enter the danger zone. Home was the place where I was forced to conform to someone else’s image of who and what I should be. School was the place where I could forget that self and, through ideas, reinvent myself.

Imagine living in a world where there is no domination, where females and males are not alike or even always equal, but where a vision of mutuality is the ethos shaping our interaction.

There is light in darkness, you just have to find it.

Both men and women remain in dysfunctional, loveless relationships when it is materially opportune.