Language is as real, as tangible, in our lives as streets, pipelines, telephone switchboards, microwaves, radioactivity, cloning laboratories, nuclear power stations.
ADRIENNE RICHThe mind’s passion is all for singling out. Obscurity has another tale to tell.
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Abortion is violence; a deep, desperate violence inflicted by a woman upon, first of all, herself.
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Pride is a tricky, glorious, double-edged feeling.
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Lying is done with words and also with silence.
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False history gets made all day, any day, the truth of the new is never on the news.
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Those who speak largely of the human condition are usually those most exempt from its oppressions – whether of sex, race, or servitude.
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There is no ‘the truth,’ ‘a truth’–truth is not one thing, or even a system. It is an increasing complexity.
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The connections between and among women are the most feared, the most problematic, and the most potentially transforming force on the planet.
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Freud rediscovered the underworld of consciousness that European rationalism had denied. But when you have a nation of people in therapy and counselling.
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What kind of beast would turn its life into words?
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Weather abroad and weather in the heart alike come on Regardless of prediction.
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TV has created a kind of false collectivity.
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That’s why I want to speak to you now. To say: no person, trying to take responsibility for her or his identity, should have to be so alone.
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There is no ‘the truth’,’a truth’ – truth is not one thing, or even a system. It is an increasing complexity. the pattern of the carpet is a surface.
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What I discerned in the U.S. was a convergence of poetic voices coming from many different rents in the social fabric, many cultures, many tributaries, which, together, make up the American poetry of the late twentieth century.
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Sleeping. Turning in turn like planets rotating in their midnight meadow: a touch is enough to let us know we’re not alone in the universe, even in sleep.
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