Quotes, Quotations and Sayings

There is simply no dignified way for a woman to live alone. Oh, she can get along financially perhaps (though not nearly as well as a man), but emotionally she is never left in peace. Her friends, her family, her fellow workers never let her forget that her husbandlessness, her childlessness -- her selfishness, in short -- is a reproach to the American way of life.

Men and women, women and men; it will never work.

Erica: "What's wrong with you?" Dana: "I have an extra letter in my alphabet.

Aaron: Man, I hate the letter "S"! Eric: Why? Aaron: 'Cause it's hard to write!

Show me a woman who doesn't feel guilty and I'll show you a man.

Eric: You know something Derrick? Derrick: What? Eric: People are less friendly when they're on fire.

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

Eric (looking at report card): "How's this work? It says I have no tardies, but one of the comments is 'tardies have hurt student's work.'" J.D.: "You must have been pretty sneaky!!

Men have always detested women's gossip because they suspect the truth: their measurements are being taken and compared.

Isn't that the problem? That women have been swindled for centuries into substituting adornment for love, fashion (as it were) for passion? All the cosmetics names seemed obscenely obvious to me in their promises of sexual bliss. They were all firming or uplifting or invigorating. They made you tingle. Or glow. Or feel young. They were prepared with hormones or placentas or royal jelly. All the juice and joy missing in the lives of these women were to be supplied by the contents of jars and bottles. No wonder they would spend twenty dollars for an ounce of face makeup or thirty for a half-ounce of hormone cream. What price bliss? What price sexual ecstasy?

Oh Doris Lessing, my dear -- your Anna is wrong about orgasms. They are no proof of love -- any more than that other Anna's fall under the wheels of that Russian train was a proof of love. It's all female shenanigans, cultural mishegoss, conditioning, brainwashing, male mythologizing. What does a woman want? She wants what she has been told she ought to want. Anna Wulf wants orgasm, Anna Karenina, death. Orgasm is no proof of anything. Orgasm is proof of orgasm. Someday every woman will have orgasms -- like every family has color TV -- and we can all get on with the real business of life.

I have not ceased being fearful, but I have ceased to let fear control me. I have accepted fear as a part of life--specifically the fear of change, the fear of the unknown and I have gone ahead despite the pounding in my heart that says turn back, turn back, you'll die if you venture too far.

Ericka: "But now there's no room in the sugar thing for the little you in the black dress!" Ellie: "I know, that's why I'm in that one on the other table.

In a bad marriage, friends are the invisible glue. If we have enough friends, we may go on for years, intending to leave, talking about leaving --instead of actually getting up and leaving.

Growing up female in America. What a liability! You grew up with your ears full of cosmetic ads, love songs, advice columns, whoreoscopes, Hollywood gossip, and moral dilemmas on the level of TV soap operas. What litanies the advertisers of the good life chanted at you! What curious catechisms!

Men and women, women and men. It will never work.

Back in the days when men were hunters and chest beaters and women spent their whole lives worrying about pregnancy or dying in childbirth, they often had to be taken against their will. Men complained that women were cold, unresponsive, frigid. They wanted their women wanton. They wanted their women wild. Now women were finally learning to be wanton and wild -- and what happened? The men wilted.

Friends LOVE misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too luck or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.

Jealousy is all the fun you think they had...

To name oneself is the first act of both the poet and the revolutionary. When we take away the right to an individual name, we symbolically take away the right to be an individual. Immigration officials did this to refugees; husbands routinely do it to wives.

If sex and creativity are often seen by dictators as subversive activities, it's because they lead to the knowledge that you own your own body (and with it your own voice), and that's the most revolutionary insight of all.

No one to blame! That was why most people led lives they hated, with people they hated. How wonderful to have someone to blame! How wonderful to live with one's nemesis! You may be miserable, but you feel forever in the right. You may be fragmented, but you feel absolved of all the blame for it. Take your life in your own hands, and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.

Take your life in your own hands and what happens? A terrible thing: no one is to blame.

Every country gets the circus it deserves. Spain gets bullfights. Italy gets the Catholic Church. America gets Hollywood.

Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.

Gossip is the opiate of the oppressed.

Where is Hollywood located? Chiefly between the ears. In that part of the American brain lately vacated by God.

Perhaps all artists were, in a sense, housewives: tenders of the earth household.

Bigamy is having one husband too many. Monogamy is the same.

There is a rhythm to the ending of a marriage just like the rhythm of a courtship --only backward. You try to start again but get into blaming over and over. Finally you are both worn out, exhausted, hopeless. Then lawyers are called in to pick clean the corpses. The death has occurred much earlier.

Friends love misery, in fact. Sometimes, especially if we are too lucky or too successful or too pretty, our misery is the only thing that endears us to our friends.

I can live without it all -- love with its blood pump, sex with its messy hungers, men with their peacock strutting, their silly sexual baggage, their wet tongues in my ear.

Solitude is un-American.

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow the talent to the dark place where it leads.

Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't

Come on, Erica. Be a prostitute. Just this once!

Eric Draven It's not a good day to be a bad guy.

Eric Draven Suddenly their came a tapping, as of someone gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. You heard me rapping, right

Eric Draven It can't rain all the time.

Eric Draven Little things use to mean so much to Shelley

Love is everything it's cracked up to beIt really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for.

A book burrows into your life in a very profound way because the experience of reading is not passive.

If you don't risk anything you risk even more.

I know some good marriages -- marriages where both people are just trying to get through their days by helping each other, being good to each other.

Advice is what you ask for when you already know the answer but wish you didn't.

Take your life in your own hands and what happens A terrible thing no one to blame.

Everyone has a talent. What is rare is the courage to nurture it in solitude and to follow the talent to the dark places where it leads.

Take your life in your own hands and what happens? A terrible thing: no one to blame.

Everyone has talent. What is rare is the courage to follow talent to the dark place where it leads.