To Be A Rebel Is Not To

During Depression The World Disappears. Language Itself. One Has Nothing To Say. Nothing. No Small Talk, No Anecdotes. Nothing Can Be Risked On The Board Of Talk. Because The Inner Voice Is So Urgent In Its Own Discourse: How Shall I Live? How Shall I Manage The Future? Why Should I Go On?

For It Is Precisely Because Certain Groups Have No Representation In A Number Of Recognized Political Structures That Their Position Tends To Be So Stable, Their Oppression So Continuous.

My Sister Said, You're Making It Hard For All Us Housewives In Nebraska.

With The First Act Of Cruelty Committed In The Name Of Revolution, With The First Murder, With The First Purge And Execution, We Have Lost The Revolution.

What Is The Future Of The Woman's Movement How In The Hell Do I Know I Don't Run It.