If women really want equality, we have to wipe the slate clean. It no longer matters in the largest sense what men did to us for the last 200 or 300 years.

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

If you believe in the maternal instinct and fail at mother love, you fail as a woman. It is a controlling idea that holds us in an iron grip.

The debt of gratitude we owe our mother and father goes forward, not backward. What we owe our parents is the bill presented to us by our children.

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

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

The older I get...the more of my mother I see in myself.

I'm sure it's why I'm such an odd duck in my feminist generation, because I've always been equally fair to men.

To say something nice about themselves, this is the hardest thing in the world for people to do.

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

When is enough enough? In envy's eyes, enough never is. Somebody else always has something we want.

Talent comes with an individual name tag.

By putting myself out there the way I've been doing people see me as a real person. Even though I do character voices and funny noises the stories are still real and I put them all out there.

Beware of him who hates the laugh of a child.

Real intimacy depends on truth - lovingly told - especially in the bedroom.

Lead worshipers: Our primary task is simply to help others worship.

Right now you are one choice away from a new beginning.

I've opposed black regimes and white regimes, leftist regimes and rightist regimes. I'm close to Aristide because I have respect for him, but all that is beside the point.

My philosophy in life is that you only live once. Live life to its fullest.

As they say in Discworld, we are trying to unravel the Mighty Infinite using a language which was designed to tell one another where the fresh fruit was.

Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by incapacity.