We have a hunger of the mind which asks for knowledge of all around us; and the more we gain, the more is our desire. The more we see, the more we are capable of seeing.

When people ask me why I am running as a woman, I always answer, "What choice do I have?"

It would be ridiculous to talk of male and female atmospheres, male and female springs or rains, male and female sunshine....How much more ridiculous is it in relation to mind, to soul, to thought, where there is as undeniably no such thing as sex...

Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I am in, therein to be content.

If God had wanted us to think just with our wombs, why did He give us a brain?

The personal, if it is deep enough, becomes universal, mythical, symbolic.

How do they who think they are unhappy differ from they who actually are?

Sometimes you gotta create what you want to be a part of.

If you do nothing unexpected, nothing unexpected happens.

All that is really necessary for survival of the fittest, it seems, is an interest in life, good, bad, or peculiar.