One Needs Either Equality Or Political And

Monroe, The Consummate Sexual Doll, Is Empowered To Act But Afraid To Act, Perhaps Because No Amount Of Acting, However Inspired,can Convince The Actor Herself That Her Ideal Female Life Is Not A Dreadful Form Of Dying.

Women Have Been Taught That, For Us, The Earth Is Flat, And That If We Venture Out, We Will Fall Off The Edge. Some Of Us Have Ventured Out Nevertheless, And So Far We Have Not Fallen Off. It Is My Faith, My Feminist Faith, That We Will Not.

Feminism Exists So That No Woman Ever Has To Face Her Abuser In Isolation, Alone.

Writing Is Alchemy. Dross Becomes Gold. Experience Is Transformed. Pain Is Changed. Suffering May Become Song. The Ordinary Or Horrible Is Pushed By The Will Of The Writer Into Grace Or Redemption, A Prophetic Wail, A Screed For Justice, An Elegy Of Sadness Or Sorrow. ... There Is Always A Tension Between Experience And The Thing That Finally Carries It Forward, Bears Its Weight, Holds It In. Without That Tension, One Might As Well Write A Shopping List.

Romantic Love, In Pornography As In Life, Is The Mythic Celebration Of Female Negation. For A Woman, Love Is Defined As Her Willingness To Submit To Her Own Annihilation.... The Proof Of Love Is That She Is Willing To Be Destroyed By The One Whom She Loves, For His Sake. For The Woman, Love Is Always Self-sacrifice, The Sacrifice Of Identity, Will, And Bodily Integrity, In Order To Fulfill And Redeem The Masculinity Of Her Lover.