All the women I know feel a little like outlaws.

Survival is an art. It requires the dulling of the mind and the senses, and a delicate attunement to waiting, without insisting on precision about just what it is you are waiting for.

All patriarchists exalt the home and family as sacred, demanding it remain inviolate from prying eyes. Men want privacy for their violations of women... All women learn in childhood that women as a sex are men's prey.

There was no justice, there was only life. And life she had.

rain is one thing the British do better than anybody else.

There is no power greater than the power of passive dependency.

The same men who are blind and deaf to feminism are acutely sensitive to what threatens their dominance and privilege.