Her Quotes

Sylvia Plath was just a month and a half older than I, and when she committed suicide I was only 30 - and very shocked and sorry. I never knew her personally.

I used to dress up and impersonate our next-door neighbor, Miss Cox. She wore rubber boots, a wool hat, and her nose always dripped.

A man is free to go up as high as he can reach up to; but I, with all my style and pep, can't get a man my equal because a girl is always judged by her mother.

A mother never realizes that her children are no longer children.

Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.

A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.

As I have discovered by examining my past, I started out as a child. Coincidentally, so did my brother. My mother did not put all her eggs in one basket, so to speak: she gave me a younger brother named Russell, who taught me what was meant by "survival of the fittest."

I'm very jealous of my daughter's education. She's been inspired by her teachers, and nobody inspired me as a teenager.

There's a feminist writer, Naomi Wolfe, who is reconsidering her position on abortion.

There is no hope even that woman, with her right to vote, will ever purify politics.

The woman who does not choose to love should cut the matter short at once, by holding out no hopes to her suitor.

I take my wife everywhere, but she keeps finding her way back.

If you want to make an audience laugh, you dress a man up like an old lady and push her down the stairs. If you want to make comedy writers laugh, you push an actual old lady down the stairs.

I have a very eclectic iPod. So I've got my cardio people - so it's anything from Beyonce to some Jay-Z to Janelle Monae, her song 'Tightrope,' that's a good cardio song. And then I've got Sting. I've got Mary J. Blige. I've got The Beatles. I've got Michael Jackson. I try to pick the songs that I personally love.

Faith without works is like a bird without wings; though she may hop with her companions on earth, yet she will never fly with them to heaven.

I made some truly awful movies. 'Stop! Or My Mom Will Shoot' was the worst. If you ever want someone to confess to murder just make him or her sit through that film. They will confess to anything after 15 minutes.

My mom started smoking when she was 11. She went to the hill next door to try her first cigarette. She set the entire hill on fire, but it didn't deter her.

Male supremacy has kept woman down. It has not knocked her out.

I am already inherently full and complete as I am. Man doesn't need woman and woman doesn't need man in order to experience his or her inherent fullness.

I don't want it to be all that self-conscious or artificial, but it really grows out of my having invented myself as a listener so that I could hear her voice.

Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.

I mean, look at her. Any idiot, you know, would quite taken with Amy.

My grandmother though, began to prepare in her own neurotic - and I think psychotic - way to face racism. So she taught us to be racist, which is something I had to undo later when I got to Michigan, you know.

My wife was delighted with the home I had given her amid the prairies of the far west.

I think my grandmother saw my potential first. When I was young, I told her, 'I think I should get a job.' She said, 'No, just keep boxing.'

Every little girl knows about love. It is only her capacity to suffer because of it that increases.

But Patsy, she was a great, great girl. And Brenda Lee is a wonderful person, and her mama Grace. I've known those folks for years and years and years.

We're in the dark ages if J-Lo can have a music career because of her ass. And let's face it, that's it.

My girlfriend claims that her last boyfriend was a better kisser than me and I have to admit, he is pretty good.

She claimed she loved the camera, its warmth, its familiarity. She responded to its naked glare, its slavish attention to every expression of her face and body, with the kind of immediacy a trusted lover could expect.