I never stop to wonder why I'm not like other people. They mystery to me is why more people aren't like me.

You've got to rattle your cage door. You've got to let them know that you're in there, and that you want out. Make noise. Cause trouble. You may not win right away, but you'll sure have a lot more fun.

It's interesting to speculate how it developed that in two of the most anti-feminist institutions, the church and the law court, the men are wearing the dresses.

Trying to help an oppressed person is like trying to put your arm around somebody with a sunburn.

Being a mother is a noble status, right? Right. So why does it change when you put 'unwed' or 'welfare' in front of it?

I know we're termites. But if all the termites got together, the house would fall down.

Everybody's scared for their ass. There aren't too many people ready to die for racism. They'll kill for racism but they won't die for racism.