Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered.

Go out in the woods, go out. If you don't go out in the woods nothing will ever happen and your life will never begin.

When you feel bad, find a person to talk to and cry with, to tell of your anger and other helpless feelings.

Mend the part of the world that is within your reach.

My brain has no heart, and my heart has no brain. That's why when I speak my mind, I appear heartless and when I do what's in my heart I seem thoughtless.

I have to go to the woods, and I have to meet the wolf, or else my life will never begin.

As long as a woman is forced into believing she is powerless and/or is trained to not consciously register what she knows to be true, the feminine impulses and gifts of her psyche continue to be killed off.