The question arises as to whether it is possible not to live in the world of men and still to live in the world.

Between sisters, often, the child's cry never dies down. "Never leave me," it says; "do not abandon me."

we perceive silence where, in fact, there is a muffler.

In becoming archaeologists of the world of our mothers, we are trying to retrieve the female past and to invent a future.

The question arises as to whether it is possible not to live in the world of men and still to live in the world.

Everytime I say "sure" when I mean "no," everytime I smile brightly when I'm exploding with rage, every time I imagine my man's achievement is my own, I know the cheerleader never really died. I feel her shaking her ass inside me and I hear her breathless, girlish voice mutter "T-E-A-M, Yea, Team.

The illusion of companionship sits waiting in the television set. We keep our televisions on more than we watch them - an average of more than seven hours a day. For background. For company.