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If men could get pregnant, abortion would be a sacrament
If men could get pregnant, abortion would be a sacrament
Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.
Being born is like being kidnapped. And then sold into slavery.
I think, at a child's birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most read more
I think, at a child's birth, if a mother could ask a fairy godmother to endow it with the most useful gift, that gift would be curiosity.
No one who has ever brought up a child can doubt for a moment that love is literally the life-giving read more
No one who has ever brought up a child can doubt for a moment that love is literally the life-giving fluid of human existence
Being pregnant is an occupational hazard of being a wife.
Being pregnant is an occupational hazard of being a wife.
I do not believe that the accident of birth makes people sisters and brothers. It makes them siblings. Gives them read more
I do not believe that the accident of birth makes people sisters and brothers. It makes them siblings. Gives them mutuality of parentage. Sisterhood and brotherhood are conditions people have to work at. It's a serious matter. You compromise, you give, you take, you stand firm, and you're relentless...And it is an investment. Sisterhood means if you happen to be in Burma and I happen to be in San Diego and I'm married to someone who is very jealous and you're married to somebody who is very possessive, if you call me in the middle of the night, I have to come.
About the only thing we have left that actually discriminates in favor of the plain people is the stork.
About the only thing we have left that actually discriminates in favor of the plain people is the stork.
Youth is not a question of years: one is young or old from birth.
Youth is not a question of years: one is young or old from birth.
Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has read more
Birth is the sudden opening of a window, through which you look out upon a stupendous prospect. For what has happened? A miracle. You have exchanged nothing for the possibility of everything.
