I used to tell women graduate students, half-seriously, that the role of slightly rebellious daughter was one of the better roles for women living in patriarchy.

I find the question of whether gender differences are biologically determined or socially constructed to be deeply disturbing.

Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.

The hardest times for me were not when people challenged what I said, but when I felt my voice was not heard.

I've found that if I say what I'm really thinking and feeling, people are more likely to say what they really think and feel. The conversation becomes a real conversation.

While men represent powerful activity as assertion and aggression, women in contrast portray acts of nurturance as acts of strength.

Both love and democracy depend on voice -- having a voice and also the resonance that makes it possible to speak and be heard.