A good brain ain't diddley, if you don't have the facts.

I know there is strength in the differences between us. I know there is comfort where we overlap.

God forbid you be an ugly girl, 'course too pretty is also your doom, 'cause everyone harbors a secret hatred for the prettiest girl in the room.

They can call me crazy if I fail, all the chance that I need, is one-in-a-million and they can call me brilliant if I succeed.

One of my rules is: Never TRY to do anything. Just do it.

Every time I say something they find hard to hear, they chalk it up to my anger, and never to their own fear.

Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.

We are wise women, we are giggling girls. We both carry a smile to show when we're pleased, we both carry a switchblade in our sleeves.

We are taught to view pain as an enemy, not a teacher. But pain is the right hand of growth and transformation. Pain is in the history of all human wisdom.

Patriarchy is like the elephant in the room that we don't talk about, but how could it not affect the planet radically when it's the superstructure of human society?

I wonder what you look like under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like when you're not wearing words. I wonder what we have when we're not pretending.

You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

My humor is my creativity, and my skepticism is a gift.

We aren't trying to make poetry or anything beautiful. It's just a rock show. We just want to enjoy playing loud. That's just about it.

You know, a lot of the people that are running. We want to go in; we want to have majorities. It's very important.

Perhaps the two most valuable and satisfactory products of American civilization are the librarian on the one hand and the cocktail in the other.

Can you trust me, he said. Not will you. Can you. Can I trust him? What do I have to lose?

As peace is the end of war, so to be idle is the ultimate purpose of the busy.

I think, you know, the people that have seen my work, I think it speaks to the possibility of getting better, and, I'm sorry, I'm still on the last caller.

We resist transition not because we can't accept the change, but because we can't accept letting go of that piece of ourselves that we have to give up when and because the situation has changed.

I belong to no race nor time. I am the eternal feminine with its string of beads.