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“The Poison Maiden has conceived by him, and is plumb ready to enter the divine category of mother, only one last fiend clubs her to death. The final clinch of male romanticism is that each man kills the thing he loves; whether she be Catharine in A Farewell to Arms, or the Grecian Urn, the 'tension that she be perfect' means that she must die, leavinf the hero's status as a great lover unchallenged. The pattern is still commonplace: the hero cannot marry. The sexual exploit must be conquest, not cohabitation and mutual tolerance.”

“White people love you, don't they? They only like me. They think I'm a dainty little china doll with bound feet, a geisha who's ready to please. But I don't talk enough for them to love me, or at least I don't talk the right way. I can't put on the whole sukiyaki-and-sayonara show they love, the chopsticks in the hair kind of mumbo jumbo, all that Suzie Wong bullshit, like every white man who comes along is William Holden or Marlon Brando, even if he looks like Mickey Rooney.”

“Like most guys, I had bought into the stereotype that all feminists were white, lesbian, unattractive male bashers who hated all men. But after reading the work of these black feminists, I realized that this was far from the truth. After digging into their work, I came to really respect the intelligence, courage and honesty of these women. Feminists did not hate men. In fact, they loved men. But just as my father had silenced my mother during their arguments to avoid hearing her gripes, men silenced feminists by belittling them in order to dodge hearing the truth about who we are.”

“God bids you not to commit lechery, that is, not to have sex with any woman except your wife. You ask of her that she should not have sex with anyone except you -- yet you are not willing to observe the same restraint in return. Where you ought to be ahead of your wife in virtue, you collapse under the onset of lechery. ... Complaints are always being made about men's lechery, yet wives do not dare to find fault with their husbands for it. Male lechery is so brazen and so habitual that it is now sanctioned [= permitted], to the extent that men tell their wives that lechery and adultery are legitimate for men but not for women.”

“My husband had by then been teaching for several months, and I was slowly becoming aware of a wholly new element in the usual uneasy tenor of our days; I was a faculty wife. A faculty wife is a person who is married to a faculty. She has frequently read at least one good book lately, she has one “nice” black dress to wear to student parties, and she is always just the teensiest bit in the way, particularly in a girls’ college such as the one where my husband taught. She is presumed to have pressing and wholly absorbing interests at home, to which, when out, she is always anxious to return and, when at home, reluctant to leave. It is considered probable that ten years or so ago she had a face and a personality of her own, but if she has it still, she is expected to keep it decently to herself. She will ask students questions like “And what did you do during vacation?” and answer in return questions like “How old is your little boy now?” Her little pastimes, conducted in a respectably anonymous and furtive manner, are presumed to include such activities as knitting, hemming dish towels, and perhaps sketching wild flowers or doing water colors of her children.”

“- Jums ir pačiai reikėtų šį tą apie tai išmanyti, mano vaike. O jūs negalvojate apie nieką kitą, išskyrus mėgintuvėlius ir mikroskopus. Jūsų pirštas išteptas su mėlynuoju metilenu. Jūsų vyras nebus labai laimingas, jei jūs visai nesirūpinsite jo skrandžiu. - Turiu pasakyti, kad aš neturėsiu vyro. - Jūs tikrai turėsite vyrą. Kam gi Dievas jus sukūrė? - Daugeliui dalykų, aš tikiuosi, - atsakė Judita.”

“Wake Up From Death (The Sonnet) Wake up from death and return to life, For as living dead we’ve been crawling for long. Wake up from sanity and return to insanity, For we've been insane in sanity for long. Wake up from possibility, return to impossibility, For we've been slave to the possible for long. Wake up from reality and return to absurdity, Habits of past have kept us hypnotized for long. Wake up form truth and return to love, For we’ve always confused assumptions with truth. Wake up form ideology and return to the soil, Integration means inclusion, not ideological coup. Enough with nonchalance in the name of practicality! Let us now rise as tornado and wipe out all apathy.”