Economic systems are not value-free columns of numbers based on rules of reason, but ways of expressing what varying societies believe is important.
If men menstruated, they would brag about how much and for how long.
I wouldn’t want to generalize, but we still do live in a society that’s sexist and racist and addicted to class and has the ridiculous idea that if you have money you’re smarter, which Donald Trump by himself should be able to disprove.
Everyone is unique and each experience is different.
It’s not that women are less corruptible than men are, it’s that women have had less chance to become corrupt.
It’s a big gift to be recognizable as part of something that matters to people, but that’s not the same as being responsible for something.
Most books are bought by women.
There’s no emotion more revolutionary than empathy.
If you really want to be lonely, get married.
There’s no greater gift than thinking that you had some impact on the world, for the better.
Society certainly encourages women to be victims in every way. I mean if we want approval, we have to sing the blues, even as singers we sing the blues.
A person who has experienced something is almost always far more expert on it than are the experts.
Most writers write to say something about other people – and it doesn’t last. Good writers write to find out about themselves – and it lasts forever.
I am not now, and never have been, a girlfriend of Henry Kissinger.
No, I’ll take responsibility for my own life, I am going to make a decision. And you know, to this day, I would raise flags on all public buildings to celebrate the chance I had to make that decision.
There’s more variation among human groups than between human groups.
I don’t want to die saying but, you know? There’s so much I want to do, so I want more time.
Labeling makes the invisible visible, but it’s limiting. Categories are the enemy of connecting. Link, don’t rank.
I will no longer be referred to as Miss Steinem of Ms. magazine.
I’m still the same person who grew up mostly in a Midwestern, factory-working neighborhood where talk about “self-esteem” would have seemed like a luxury.