And middle-class women, although taught to value established forms, are in the same position as the working class: neither can use established forms to express what the forms were never intended to express (and may very well operate to conceal).

I'm not a girl. I'm a genius.

Science fiction, as I mentioned before, writes about what is neither impossible nor possible; the fact is that, when the question of possibility comes up in science fiction, the author can only reply that nobody knows. We haven't been there yet. We haven't discovered that yet. Science fiction hasn't happened.

[T]here is one and only one way to possess that in which we are defective, therefore that which we need, therefore that which we want. Become it.

As my mother once said: The boys throw stones at the frog in jest. But the frogs die in earnest.

I once asked a young dissertation writer whether her suddenly grayed hair was due to ill health or personal tragedy; she answered: “It was the footnotes”.

You can't imbibe someone's success by f*cking them.