The Dilemma Is That If One Does

A Baby's Mother Also Needs A Mother.

Each One An Antidote To The One That Went Before. Each One A Reaction, An About-face, A Rebound.

We Are So Scared Of Being Judged That We Look For Every Excuse To Procrastinate.

I Was Always A Feminist. My Mother Was A Feminist; My Grandmother Was A Feminist. I Always Understood Women Had To Fight Very Hard To Do What They Wanted To Do In The World - That It Wasn't An Easy Choice. But I Think The Most Important Part Is That We All Want The Right To Be Taken Seriously As Human Beings, And To Use Our Talents Without Reservation, And That's Still Not Possible For Women.

Isn't That The Problem? That Women Have Been Swindled For Centuries Into Substituting Adornment For Love, Fashion (as It Were) For Passion?