People have a right to their own lives, and if you can't help somebody, you ought to get out of their way.

They are more beautiful than anything in the world, kinetic sculptures, perfect form in motion.

How crazy craziness makes everyone, how irrationally afraid. The madness hidden in each of us, called to, identified, aroused like a lust. And against that the jaw sets. The more I fear my own insanity the more I must punish yours.

We are naïve and moralistic women. We are human beings. Who find politics a blight upon the human condition. And do not know how one copes with it except through politics.

Prostitution is really the only crime in the penal law where two people are doing a thing mutually agreed upon and yet only one, the female partner, is subject to arrest.

Hostility is expressed in a number of ways. One is laughter.

What is the future of the woman's movement How in the hell do I know I don't run it.