“It is the city of mirrors, the city of mirages, at once solid and liquid, at once air and stone.”

Women are the only exploited group in history to have been idealized into powerlessness.

Gossip is the opiate of the oppressed.

Because I loved myself, I was loved.

I want you. I want you. I want you. Anything to avoid saying: I love you.

What was the point of spending your life with someone you were always looking for ways to decieve?

I have not ceased being fearful, but I have ceased to let fear control me.

Our empathy for others as an excuse to underpay us.

It is the nature of those books we call classics to wait patiently on the shelf for us to grow into them.

Love is love, but marriage is an investment.

Flesh is merely a lesson. We learn it & pass on.

I hope we don’t have to keep going back over the same territory and winning the same rights over and over again. The battle for birth control. The battle for abortion.

Of all the foolish Fears of Humankind, Fear of the Future is by far the most foolish.

A poem (surely someone has said this before) is a one-night stand, a short story a love affair, and a novel a marriage.

We are so scared of being judged that we look for every excuse to procrastinate.

Someday every woman will have orgasms- like every family has color TV- and we can all get on with the business of life.

Freedom is a loose leash, license to be different from your mother and still be loved…Freedom is…not insisting that your daughter share your limitations. Freedom also means letting your daughter reject you when she needs to and come back when she needs to. Freedom is unconditional love.

Inspire other communities and cities to reinvent themselves.

It was a good place for getting lost in, a city no one ever knew, a city explored from the neutral heart outward, until after many years, it defined itself into a jumble of clearings separated by stretches of the unknown, through which the narrowest of paths had been cut.

The ancillary aspect of every British city now is the council estate.

And in your city – you call me “home.”

Earthshaking fire from the center of the Earth will cause tremors around the New City. Two great rocks will war for a long time, then Arethusa will redden a new river.

The third big war will begin when the big city is burning.

Cities and Thrones and Powers Stand in Time’s eye, Almost as long as flowers, Which daily die.

In the City of God there will be a great thunder, Two brothers torn apart by Chaos, while the fortress endures, the great leader will succumb, The third big war will begin when the big city is burning.