Despite a lifetime of service to the cause of sexual liberation, I have never caught venereal disease, which makes me feel rather like an Arctic explorer who has never had frostbite.
The drug which makes sexuality palatable in popular mythology.
Bollocks have never frightened me. I’ll eat a bollock any time.
Marriage made more sense when it was indissoluble. It’s the woman trying to cope with the strains of a one-parent family who will suffer most from the relaxation of the divorce laws.
I find that those men who are personally most polite to women, who call them angels and all that, cherish in secret the greatest contempt for them.
The consequences of militancy do not disappear when the need for militancy is over.
The castration of women has been carried out in terms of a masculine-feminine polarity, in which men have commandeered all the energy and streamlined it into an aggressive conquistadorial power, reducing all heterosexual contact to a sadomasochistic pattern.
The most powerful entities on earth are not governments but the multi-national corporations that see women as their territory, indoctrinating them with their versions of beauty, health and hygiene, medicating them and cultivating their dependency in order to medicate them some more.
The few men who do a hand’s turn around the house expect gratitude and recognition, so sure are they that, though it is their dirt, it is not their job.
Military mythology has to pretend that real men are in the majority; cowards can never be allowed to feel that they might be the normal ones and the heroes are insane.
Next time round Hitler will be a machine.
The treatment for jaded sensibilities is not to shatter them, after all.
Unless the concepts of work and play and reward for work change absolutely, women must continue to provide cheap labor, and even more, free labor exacted of right by an employer possessed of a contract for life, made out in his favor.
Most women still need a room of their own and the only way to find it may be outside their own home.
In any library in the world, I am at home, unselfconscious, still and absorbed.
Rescuing women from their burden of unwarranted guilt is going to require ‘educational practices and socializing agents’ even more effective than the ones that have been relentlessly loading female humans with responsibility for other people’s behavior from their earliest childhood.
Once a paper admits any principle of censorship for survival, the we-don’t-want-to-do-it-but-we-don’t-want-to-lose-the-printer kind of censorship, it jeopardizes the integrity of its editorial principle. It’s better to print and be damned, because you’ll be damned anyway.
Kinkiness comes from low energy. It’s the substitution of lechery for lust.
If women understand by emancipation the adoption of the masculine role then we are lost indeed.
English children have lost their innocence, for their first lessons have been in the exploitation of their adult slave.
Bras are a ludicrous invention; but if you make bralessness a rule, you’re just subjecting yourself to yet another repression.