There Is No Place On Earth, No

I Have Been Asked, Politely And Not So Politely, Why I Am Myself. This Is An Accounting Any Woman Will Be Called On To Give If She Asserts Her Will.

So You Go Away From Where You Were Afraid. Some Stay; Some Go; It's A Big Difference, Leaving The Humiliations Of Childhood, The Morbid Fear. We Didn't Have Much To Say To Each Other, The Ones That Left And The Ones That Stayed. Children Get Shamed By Fear But You Can't Tell The Adults That; They Don't Care. They Make Children Into Dead Things Like They Are. If There's Something Left Alive In You, You Run. You Run From The Poor Little Child On Her Knees; Fear Burned The Skin Off All Right; She's Still On Her Knees, Dead And Raw And Tender.

Men Characterize Pornography As Something Mental Because Their Minds, Their Thoughts, Their Dreams, Their Fantasies, Are More Real To Them Than Women's Bodies Or Lives; In Fact, Men Have Used Their Social Power To Characterize A $10-billion-a-year Trade In Women As Fantasy.

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'?

Wild Intelligence Abhors Any Narrow World; And The World Of Women Must Stay Narrow, Or The Woman Is An Outlaw. No Woman Could Be Nietzsche Or Rimbaud Without Ending Up In A Whorehouse Or Lobotomized.