I QUOTE THEREFORE I AM

Every line we succeed in publishing today –no matter how uncertain the future to which we entrust it– is a victory wreched from the powers of darkness.

Changing the story isn't enough in itself, but it has often been foundational to real changes. Making an injury visible and public is often the first step in remedying it, and political change often follows culture, as what was long tolerated is seen to be intolerable, or what was overlooked becomes obvious. Which means that every conflict is in part a battle over the story we tell, or who tells and who is heard.

Almost all the time we are the acquiescent prisoners of other's people's meanings.

They claim to love you. And they eat you raw.

Name one hero who was happy.

Those who want a mask have to wear it

If you want a happy ending, that depends, of course, on where you stop your story.

Gender makes us the kind of human beings that others understand.

Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor.

Along with the idea of romantic love, she was introduced to another – physical beauty. Probably the most destructive ideas in the history of human thought. Both originated in envy, thrived in insecurity, and ended in disillusion.

Pretty girls don't know the things that I know.

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

She felt like she'd done so much work to appear as eccentric as possible, and still, when it came down to it, she was sensible.

Maybe this is the secret to talking to boys – maybe you just have to be angry all the time

It wasn’t only wickedness and scheming that made people unhappy, it was confusion and misunderstanding; above all, it was the failure to grasp the simple truth that other people are as real as you.

1. Don’t fuck with men you don’t like. 2. Bring your own birth control. 3. Practice safe sex every time. 4. If it’s hurting you, it shouldn’t be exciting him. 5. Don’t fake – demonstrate.

Survival becomes for the human being, paradoxically, an endless testimony to the impossibility of living.