I Love Life More Than I Love

In A Sense, My Grandmother Was Living In The Iron Age. There Was No System Of Writing Among The Nomads. Metal Artifacts Were Rare And Precious.... The First Time She Saw A White Person My Grandmother Was In Her Thirties: She Thought This Person's Skin Had Burned Off.

What We Are Now Doing With The Victory, And I Agree With You If You Condemn That And I Condemn Whole-heartedly The Trivial Bullshit It Is To Go After A Man Who Makes A Scientific Breakthrough And All That We As Women — Organized Women — Do Is To Fret About His Shirt?

Tolerance Of Intolerance Is Cowardice.

Every Time I Went On Tv I Got A Threat.

We Must Reclaim And Retake Feminism From Our Fellow Idiotic Women.