The trouble with men is that they have limited minds. That's the trouble with women, too.

I once asked a young dissertation writer whether her suddenly grayed hair was due to ill health or personal tragedy; she answered: “It was the footnotes”.

There are plenty of images of women in science fiction. There are hardly any women.

Minority art, vernacular art, is marginal art. Only on the margins does growth occur.

To die on a dying Earth - I'd live, if only to weep

Ignorance is not bad faith. But persistence in ignorance is.

As my mother once said: The boys throw stones at the frog in jest. But the frogs die in earnest.

To act in a way both sexist and racist, to maintain one's class privilege, it is only necessary to act in the customary, ordinary, usual, even polite manner.

How withered away one can be from a life of unremitting toil.

I'm not a girl. I'm a genius.

Real artists, it seems to me, are those who don't repeat themselves.

But war had a taming effect

The habits of a vigorous mind are born in contending with difficulties.

She is like a flower. Her smile illuminates the whole world.

Politics and the pulpit are terms that have little agreement.

The ability for a woman to orally satisfy somebody in a rock band, that's important to a rock 'n' roll musician.

I would like to have windshield wipers that do the whole windshield, please.

Tea is quiet and our thirst for tea is never far from our craving for beauty.

About Thatcher's death: Let's privatise her funeral. Put it out on competetive tender and accept the cheapest bid. That's what she would have wanted.

Wordsworth went to the Lakes, but he was never a lake poet. He found in stones the sermons he had already hidden there.

We confide in our strength, without boasting of it, we respect that of others, without fearing it.