The sight of women talking together has always made men uneasy; nowadays it means rank subversion.
What we ought to see in the agonies of puberty is the result of the conditioning that maims the female personality in creating the feminine.
Perhaps women have always been in closer contact with reality than men: it would seem to be the just recompense for being deprived of idealism.
Even crushed against his brother in the Tube the average Englishman pretends desperately that he is alone.
Human beings have an inalienable right to invent themselves; when that right is pre-empted it is called brain-washing.
Australia is a huge rest home, where no unwelcome news is ever wafted on to the pages of the worst newspapers in the world.
The surest guide to the correctness of the path that women take is joy in the struggle. Revolution is the festival of the oppressed.
If a person loves only one other person, and is indifferent to his fellow men, his love is not love but a symbiotic attachment, or an enlarged egotism.
Bras are a ludicrous invention; but if you make bralessness a rule, you're just subjecting yourself to yet another repression.
It's absolutely philistine not to recognize what a great book 'An American Dream' is. Norman Mailer is his own worst enemy, and if you don't catch him in a defensive position, he'll admit it. I'd really like to help that man.
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.
