“My life is a stairway to heaven, not a ‘decline into decrepitude.”

I was in my mid-40s. I was a bulimic, and I realized if I continue with this addiction of mine, I will not be able to continue doing my life. The older you get the more damage it does; it takes longer to recover from a binge. And it was very hard.

You spend all your life trying to do something they put people in asylums for.

In this country, the only way a minority can get anything done is to make a little noise.

I think what’s happening in the world – there’s nothing more dangerous than a wounded beast, and the patriarchy is wounded.

Working in Hollywood does give one a certain expertise in the field of prostitution.

In my marriages, I’d lost parts of who I was because I was trying to mold myself into what I thought a man wanted me to be.

It’s better to be interested than interesting.

But the whole point of liberation is that you get out. Restructure your life. Act by yourself.

It’s never too late – never too late to start over, never too late to be happy.

Instead of drifting along like a leaf in a river, understand who you are and how you come across to people and what kind of an impact you have on the people around you and the community around you and the world, so that when you go out, you can feel you have made a positive difference.

Sex and intimacy are not the same: You can have sex all your life and never be intimate with a person. There has to be empathy in the relationship. You have to enjoy seeing through their eyes. When you’re with them, you’re there and not thinking about what you’re gonna do tomorrow.

Ultimately we must concern ourselves with pulling out by its roots the decadence that controls our culture, the profit motive that controls our culture.

The people who did you wrong or who didn’t quite know how to show up, you forgive them. And forgiving them allows you to forgive yourself too.

I don’t think there’s anything more important than making peace before it’s too late. And it almost always falls to the child to try to move toward the parent.

I am not a do-gooder. I am a revolutionary. A revolutionary woman.

Someone once said that under the bell jar of compliance, the only thing that blooms is rage.

If you’re working 50 hours a week to try to maintain family income, and your children have the kinds of aspirations that come from being flooded with television from age one, and associations have declined, people end up hopeless, even though they have every option.

Time goes by, reputation increases, ability declines.

Put simply, the church finds itself in a post-Christendom era, and it had better do some serious reflection or face increasing decline and eventual irrelevance.

Many of those who purchased their residence more than a year ago have equity buffers in their homes adequate to withstand any price decline other than a very deep one.

But herein lies the rub: Christianity has been on a long-term trend of decline in every Western cultural context that we can identify.

A decline in the national housing price level would need to be substantial to trigger a significant rise in foreclosures, because the vast majority of homeowners have built up substantial equity in their homes despite large mortgage.

People lucky enough to live in the vicinity of an industrial hog farm are, with each breath, made keenly aware of the cause of their declining property values.

They’re trying to pay for health care and send their kids to college, they’re worried about declining home values, they’re scared for a loved one they have serving in Iraq.