When my second husband shouted, 'Me or your writing!' I replied, 'My writing.' We separated.

We cannot be liberated as women in a society built on class oppression or gender oppression or religious oppression.

All the men I did get to know, every single man of them, has filled me with but one desire: to lift my hand and bring it smashing down on his face.

Words should not seek to please, to hide the wounds in our bodies, or the shameful moments in our lives. They may hurt, give us pain, but they can also provoke us to question what we have accepted for thousands of years.

Motherhood goes back in history to a time when a father had no way of knowing his children. Fatherhood only became known when class patriarchal society had established itself and imposed monogamous marriage on women. Motherhood is like sun and rain and plants, a quality and product of nature which does not require laws or systems in order to exist.

War criminals in the U.S. and Israel are not punished: no international court has the courage to put them on trial.

I knew I hated him as only a woman can hate a man, as only a slave can hate his master.