We Must Refuse To Submit To Those

Writing Is Alchemy. Dross Becomes Gold. Experience Is Transformed. Pain Is Changed. Suffering May Become Song. The Ordinary Or Horrible Is Pushed By The Will Of The Writer Into Grace Or Redemption, A Prophetic Wail, A Screed For Justice, An Elegy Of Sadness Or Sorrow. ... There Is Always A Tension Between Experience And The Thing That Finally Carries It Forward, Bears Its Weight, Holds It In. Without That Tension, One Might As Well Write A Shopping List.

Feminist Art May... Though Perhaps Our Imaginations Are So Mutilated Now That We Are Incapable Even Of The Ambition, Introduce A New Theme... Should We Call It 'joy'?

The Argument Between Wives And Whores Is An Old One; Each One Thinking That Whatever She Is, At Least She Is Not The Other.

There Is No Place On Earth, No Day Or Night, No Hour Or Minute, When One Is Not A Jew Or A Woman.

Under Patriarchy, No Woman Is Safe To Live Her Life, Or To Love, Or To Mother Children. Under Patriarchy, Every Woman Is A Victim, Past, Present, And Future. Under Patriarchy, Every Woman's Daughter Is A Victim, Past, Present, And Future. Under Patriarchy, Every Woman's Son Is Her Potential Betrayer And Also The Inevitable Rapist Or Exploiter Of Another Woman.