Intercourse is an assertion of mastery, one that announces his own higher caste and proves it upon a victim who is expected to surrender, serve, and be satisfied.

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

To be a rebel is not to be a revolutionary. It is more often by a way of spinning one's wheels deeper in sand.

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

I saw hell. The hospital had divided and conquered pretty successfully.

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.

It would appear that love is dead. Or very likely in a bad way.