You can believe in women's rights without believing that every woman is right.

We each have a litany of holiday rituals and everyday habits that we hold on to, and we often greet radical innovation with the enthusiasm of a baby meeting a new sitter. We defend against it and - not always, but often enough - reject it. Slowly we adjust, but only if we have to.

We continually want to unmask our heroes as if there were more to be learned from their nakedness than from their choice of clothing.

I suppose we make kids the repository of our highest ideals because children are powerless. In that way we can have ideals and ignore them at the same time.

If women can sleep their way to the top, how come they aren't there?

Ultimately, time is all you have and the idea isn't to save it, but to savour it.

Most people do not consider dawn to be an attractive experience - unless they are still up.