I lied. I lied. I lied. I lied deliberately, knowingly, well. She lied. She is a liar. She is an intellectual too! She is a lie. And a coward, afraid.
I hold it self-evident that so long as we live in a man’s world, as we still do, women have a right to create enclaves of learning or work where, instead of obeying or imitating what men do and want,...
I hate the bigotry you believe in. But I'll try not to hate you.
I had of course met with incredulity..., but seldom with a will to incredulity.
I don’t have a gun and I don’t have even one wife and my sentences tend to go on and on and on, with all this syntax in them. Ernest Hemingway would have died rather than have syntax. Or semicolons. I...
I don't know. I love the idea of democracy, the hope, yes, I love that. I couldn't live without that. But the country? You mean the thing on the map, lines, everything inside the lines is good and not...
I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.
I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time; I mean j...
I can’t decide which color I am. I mean, my father was a black, a real black—oh, he had some white blood, but he was a black—and my mother was a white, and I’m neither one. See, my father really hated...
I cannot find anywhere in my life a time, or a kind of time, that is unoccupied. I am free, but my time is not. My time is fully and vitally occupied.... None of this is spare time. I can't spare it....
I am yours by parentage and custom and by duty undertaken towards you. I am your wizard. But it is time you recalled that, tough I am a servant, I am not your servant.
I am no more lonely than the loon on the pond that laughs so loud.
How would it ever occur to a sane man that he could fly?
How men feared women! she thought, walking among the late-flowering roses. Not as individuals, but women when they talked together, worked together, spoke up for one another - then men saw plots, caba...
How did you get all this? Stole it, said the one-time prime minister of Karhide,
How It Seems To MeIn the vast abyss before time, selfis not, and soul commingleswith mist, and rock, and light. In time,soul brings the misty self to be.Then slow time hardens self to stonewhile ever...
Honorifics and meaningless ritual phrases of greeting, leave-taking, permission-asking, and false gratitude, please, thank you, you're welcome, goodbye, fossil relics of primitive hypocrisy—all were s...
Honor can exist anywhere, love can exist anywhere, but justice can exist only among people who found their relationships upon it. Now,
Hold fast to the one noble thing.
Hearth-brothers, or friends, he said, and saying it was remote, out of reach, two feet from me in a tent eight feet across. No answer to that. What is more arrogant than honesty? Cooled, I climbed int...