When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself.

Our culture raises us to seek success but we are not taught how to live with it.

Separation is not the end of love; it creates love.

Spontaneous love admits errors, hesitations and human failings. It can be tested and repaired.

Because society would rather we always wore a pretty face, women have been trained to cut off anger.

All my writing has been an effort to sort out the paradoxes of my life.

I like the company of men. I've never been welcome in those groups, but then I would no more go to a consciousness-raising group and talk about my intimate life with my husband than fly to the moon. I never understood all that.