What Is The Future Of The Woman's

To Be A Rebel Is Not To Be A Revolutionary. It Is More Often By A Way Of Spinning One's Wheels Deeper In Sand.

How Crazy Craziness Makes Everyone, How Irrationally Afraid. The Madness Hidden In Each Of Us, Called To, Identified, Aroused Like A Lust. And Against That The Jaw Sets. The More I Fear My Own Insanity The More I Must Punish Yours.

One Of The Blessings Of Adulthood Is That One Is No Longer Addressed As A Thing.

The Enormous Social Change Involved In A Sexual Revolution Is Basically A Matter Of Altered Consciousness, The Exposure And Elimination Of Social And Psychological Realities Underlying Political And Cultural Structures. We Are Speaking, Then, Of A Cultural Revolution, Which, While It Must Necessarily Involve The Political And Economic Reorganization Traditionally Implied By The Term Revolution, Must Go Far Beyond This As Well.

During Depression The World Disappears. Language Itself. One Has Nothing To Say. Nothing. No Small Talk, No Anecdotes. Nothing Can Be Risked On The Board Of Talk. Because The Inner Voice Is So Urgent In Its Own Discourse: How Shall I Live? How Shall I Manage The Future? Why Should I Go On?