How Withered Away One Can Be From

Anyway Everyboy (sorry) Knows That What Women Have Done That Is Really Important Is Not To Constitute A Great, Cheap Labor Force That You Can Zip In When You're At War And Zip Out Again Afterwards But To Be Mothers, To Form The Coming Generation, To Give Birth To Them, To Nurse Them, To Mop Floors For Them, To Love Them, Cook For Them, Clean For Them, Change Their Diapers, Pick Up After Them, And Mainly Sacrifice Themselves For Them. This Is The Most Important Job In The World. That's Why They Don't Pay You For It.

... Chastity Is Not Given Once And For All Like A Wedding Ring That Is Put On Never To Be Taken Off, But Is A Garden Which Each Day Must Be Weeded, Watered, And Trimmed Anew, Or Soon There Will Be Only Brambles And Wilderness.

How Withered Away One Can Be From A Life Of Unremitting Toil.

Art Is Collective. Always, It Has A Tradition Behind It.

Science Fiction, As I Mentioned Before, Writes About What Is Neither Impossible Nor Possible; The Fact Is That, When The Question Of Possibility Comes Up In Science Fiction, The Author Can Only Reply That Nobody Knows. We Haven't Been There Yet. We Haven't Discovered That Yet. Science Fiction Hasn't Happened.