The power of the harasser, the abuser, the rapist depends above all on the silence of women.
The children of the revolution are always ungrateful, and the revolution must be grateful that it is so.
The only thing that makes life possible is permanent, intolerable uncertainty: not knowing what comes next.
In so far as one denies what is, one is possessed by what is not, the compulsions, the fantasies, the terrors that flock to fill the void.
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 joy.