In the different voice of women lies the truth of an ethic of care, the tie between relationship and responsibility, and the origins of aggression in the failure of connection.

While an ethic of justice proceeds from the premise of equality—that everyone should be treated the same—an ethic of care rests on the premise of nonviolence—that no one should be hurt.

While men represent powerful activity as assertion and aggression, women in contrast portray acts of nurturance as acts of strength.

Maybe love is like rain. Sometimes gentle, sometimes torrential, flooding, eroding, joyful, steady, filling the earth, collecting in underground springs. When it rains, when we love, life grows.

The hardest times for me were not when people challenged what I said, but when I felt my voice was not heard.

I find the question of whether gender differences are biologically determined or socially constructed to be deeply disturbing.

Both love and democracy depend on voice -- having a voice and also the resonance that makes it possible to speak and be heard.

I've found that if I say what I'm really thinking and feeling, people are more likely to say what they really think and feel. The conversation becomes a real conversation.

Theory can blind observation.

Pleasure is a sensation. It is written into our bodies; it is our experience of delight, of joy. ... Pleasure will become a marker, a compass pointing to emotional true north.

The blind willingness to sacrifice people to truth, however, has always been the danger of an ethics abstracted from life.

You know what's better than building things up in your imagination? Building things up in real life.

The world holds two classes of men; intelligent men without religion, and religious men without intelligence.

Hillary Clinton has been in politics for the same reason I am - because we can improve other people's lives by doing this work.

Well no, I think we won't have that problem but as far as paparazzi I'm speaking, I will deal with that.

Life is full of surprises, but the biggest one of all is learning what it takes to handle them.

Poetry can communicate the actual quality of experience with a subtlety and precision unapproachable by any other means.

Nothing is easier than to denounce the evildoer; nothing is more difficult than to understand him.

Delusions, errors and lies are like huge, gaudy vessels, the rafters of which are rotten and worm-eaten, and those who embark in them are fated to be shipwrecked.

The only friends who are free from cares are the goblet of wine and a book. Give me wine...that I may for a time forget the cares of the world.

Japanimation is a whole different art form.