Spring, / you are a pinking shears: you cut / fresh edges on the world.
Underneath it all, you longed to be annihilated by love.
The only difference between men and women is that women are able to create new little human beings in their bodies while simultaneously writing books, driving tractors, working in offices, planting crops - in general, doing everything men do.
At times it is strangely sedative to know the extent of your own powerlessness.
A new dog never replaces an old dog, it merely expands the heart.
I had been a feminist all my life, but the big problem was how to make your feminism jibe with you unappeasable hunger for male bodies.