Rita Mae Brown (born November 28, 1944) is an American writer, activist, and feminist. She is best known for her first novel Rubyfruit Jungle. Brown is also a mystery writer and screenwriter.
The reward for conformity is that everyone likes you but yourself.
Would it upset men if they found out we weren't different? Are we? Aren't we? Damned if I know.
Money and writing appear to be mutually exclusive.
I believe in a lively disrespect for most forms of authority.
Gambling operates under the premise that greed can be satisfied by luck.
The last thing I have to say is that ice is the past tense of water. I've always wanted to write that sentence and now I have.
Unfortunately, Susan didn't remember what Jane Fulton once said, 'Insanity is doing the same thing, over and over again, but expecting different results.
Sex is a pleasurable exercise in plumbing, but be careful or you'll get yeast in your drain tap.
Nothing is unnatural - just untried.
Whoever heard of a neurotic frog? Where do humans get off thinking they're the pinnacle of evolution?
Language is decanted and shared. If only one person is left alive speaking a language - the case with some American Indian languages - the language is dead. Language takes two and their multiples.
Armies are dependent on youthful male ignorance.
I'm not a person who worries too much about what I've done.
Novels, like human beings, usually have their beginnings in the dark.
It's still easier to take a blow from outside than it is to be disgusted with myself for not taking a stand. I don't know how people can live and not fight back but apparently millions do. They must hate themselves.
Love is the wild card of existence.
Lesbianism, politically organized, is the greatest threat that exists to male supremacy.
The dead are the only people to have permanent dwellings.
So often the truth is told with hate, and lies are told with love.
I've met many irresponsible people in my life but never an irresponsible cat.