But if God had wanted us to think just with our wombs, why did He give us a brain?

The women who inspired this play deserved to be smacked across the head with a meat ax and that, I flatter myself, is exactly what I smacked them with.

Communism is the opiate of the intellectuals.

I don't have a warm personal enemy left. They've all died off. I miss them terribly because they helped define me.

A woman's best protection is a little money of her own.

But if God had wanted us to think just with our wombs, why did He give us a brain?

What generally passes for 'thought' among the majority of mankind is the time one takes out to rearrange one's prejudices.