For me, religion is serious business - a farrago of authoritarian nonsense, misogyny and humble pie, the eternal enemy of human happiness and freedom.

While woman sheds the Blood of Life each moon at menstruation, man can only shed the blood of death through warfare and killing.

Can currently existing religion be disentangled from the misogyny of its texts, its traditions, and its practices? ... a resounding NO: misogyny not only pervades the major faiths, it's baked in.

Misogyny runs deeper than religion.

When it comes to ideas - and religions are, among other things, ideas - there is no right not to be offended. ... In fact, if you need laws ... to protect your faith, maybe your faith is weak.

We tend to tell strangers what we think will make us sound good. I myself, to my utter amazement, informed a telephone pollster that I exercised regularly, a bare-faced lie.

When your claim to be victims of secularism rests on Wal-Mart greeters wishing shoppers Happy Holidays, you are clearly a bunch of great big babies.

One of the very important ideas of feminism for me has always been women helping and supporting each other.

In a better world, science teachers would teach creationism along with evolution as an exercise in critical thinking.

... on the whole 'blasphemy' has been a force for good in human history. It is part of the process by which millions of people have come to reject theocracy and think for themselves.

Every inch of progress is won in struggle.

Knowledge without Truth is information without illumination and its all like icing without cake, can be sweet, but it ends up making you sick.

Visibility without Value is Vanity

Stripping her of her name had been almost as satisfying as removing her dress.

Not in the clamor of the crowded street Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng But in ourselves are triumph and defeat.

Jesus defied all of these rules. He taught in the outer courts of the Temple so women could join the audience.

We were very fortunate to have a a little time in history when LSD was still legal and were able to experiment with drugs just like we were doing with music.

I like when you look at me like you can’t figure me out. You’re considering getting to know me, but you’re not sure I’m worth your time.

That's the great thing about entering a convent: There are things that you simply can't do, so you don't have to worry about them

With, or despite our scars, we stay alive.

It's not because nature is angry, it's rather that we are stupid. We're not doing the right thing with our planet.