I think I was a singer before I came out of the womb. I also think that the way you live your life, and the choices you make parallel what doors open up for you.
Art is collective. Always, it has a tradition behind it.
I once asked a young dissertation writer whether her suddenly grayed hair was due to ill health or personal tragedy; she answered: “It was the footnotes”.
There are plenty of images of women in science fiction. There are hardly any women.
Minority art, vernacular art, is marginal art. Only on the margins does growth occur.
Long before I became a feminist in any explicit way, I had turned from writing love stories about women in which women were losers, and adventure stories about men in which the men were winners, to writing adventure stories about a woman in which the woman won. It was one of the hardest things I ever did in my life.
I think we ought to decide that man-hating is not only respectable but honorable. To be a misandrist a woman needs considerable ingenuity, originality, and resilience. A misogynist requires no such resources.
To what end do I lead a simple life at all, pray? That I may teach others to simplify their lives? - and so all our lives be simplified merely, like an algebraic formula? Or not, rather, that I may make use of the ground I have cleared to live more worthily and profitably?
Joy and sorrow are the light and shade of life; without light and shade no picture is clear.
As I look back over the truly crucial events in my life I realize that they were not planned long in advance. Albert Einstein said, 'There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is. '
the past only had whatever power you gave it; life was what you made it and if you wanted something different from what you had, it was up to you to make it happen.