Can I love someone...and still think/fly? Love is flying, sown, floating. Thought is solitary flight, beating wings.

The history of art is a sequence of successful transgressions.

Illnesses have always been used as metaphors to enliven charges that a society was corrupt or unjust.

I have been told that I am a "natural" feminist, someone who was born a feminist. In fact I was quite blind to what the problem was: I couldn't understand why anyone would hesitate to do what they wanted to do just because they were told that women didn't do such things.

A good listener: a physical presence that is warm, alert, intelligent - more important than any words.

The ideology of capitalism makes us all into connoisseurs of liberty - of the indefinite expansion of possibility.

Intelligence is not necessarily a good thing, something to value or cultivate. It's more like a fifth wheel - necessary or desirable when things break down. When things go well, it's better to be stupid ... Stupidity is as much a value as intelligence.