Chips with every damn thing. You breed babies and you eat chips with everything.
The hand that rocks the cradle should also rock the boat.
The pedestal is immobilizing and subtly insulting whether or not some women yet realize it. We must move up from the pedestal.
Every social trait labelled masculine or feminine is in truth a human trait. It is our human right to develop and contribute our talents whatever our race, sex, religion, ancestry, age. Human rights are indivisible!
We will no longer be led only by that half of the population whose socialization, through toys, games, values and expectations, sanctions violence as the final assertion of manhood, synonymous with nationhood.
I do not refer to myself as a 'housewife' for the reason that I did not marry a house.
Unless women have, from the moment of birth, socialization for, expectations of, and preparation for a viable significant alternative to motherhood. . . women will continue to want and reproduce too many children.
If there were no affliction in this world we might think we were in paradise.
We are using the neurons, our identity, to constantly maintain our identity. Whether you are awake, asleep, or dreaming, this process is carried on. But, it is wearing you out. That is why I say the tragedy that is facing mankind is not AIDS or cancer, but Alzthiemer's disease.
Through this broad street, restless ever, ebbs and flows a human tide, wave on wave a living river; wealth and fashion side by side; Toiler, idler, slave and master, in the same quick current glide.
Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?