Perhaps nothing is so depressing an index of the inhumanity of the male-supremacist mentality as the fact that the more genial human traits are assigned to the underclass: affection, response to sympathy, kindness, cheerfulness.

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

It may be that a second wave of the sexual revolution might at last accomplish its aim of freeing half the race from its immemorial subordination--and in the process bring us all a great deal closer to humanity. It may be that we shall even be able to retire sex from the harsh realities of politics, but not until we have created a world we can bear out of the desert we inhabit.

Aren't women prudes if they don't and prostitutes if they do?

There are only moments. Live in this one. The happiness of these days.

To love is simply to allow another to be, live, grow, expand, become. An appreciation that demands and expects nothing in return.

Given the conditions under which you're a young person in this society, many things would be at least as important to you as your sexuality.