Poetry is prose bewitched, a music made of visual thoughts, the sound of an idea.

Women must destroy in themselves, the desire to be loved-

Another great illusion that woman must ... destroy . .. is the impurity of sex, the realisation in defiance of superstition that there is nothing impure in sex - except in the mental attitude toward it.

Leave off looking to men to find out what you are not - seek within yourselves to find out what you are.

DIE in the past. Live in the future.

Women if you want to realise yourselves - you are on the eve of a devastating psychological upheaval - all your pet illusions must be unmasked - the lies of centuries have got to go - are you prepared for the Wrench?

The feminist movement as at present instituted is Inadequate.