The only causes of regret are laziness, outbursts of temper, hurting others, prejudice, jealousy, and envy.

A library is a place where you can lose your innocence without losing your virginity.

What we ought to see in the agonies of puberty is the result of the conditioning that maims the female personality in creating the feminine.

Status ought not to be measured by a woman's ability to attract and snare a man.

Love, love, love – all the wretched cant of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a welter of self-induced miseries and joys, blinding and masking the essential personalities in the frozen gestures of courtship, in the kissing and the dating and the desire, the compliments and the quarrels which vivify its barrenness.

Revolution is the festival of the oppressed.

The essence of pleasure is spontaneity.