THMT

• 'Shall be saved by child bearing'
• 'The bomb in Gilead'
• 'Neither of us says the word love, not once... it would be romance, bad luck'
• 'An object of envy and desire'
• 'I am a reproach to her; and a necessity'
• 'Nobody dies from a lack of sex. Its a lack of love we die from'
• 'I aught to feel hatred for this man... I don't know what to call it. It isn't love'
• 'Which is it worse for? Her or me?'
• 'We were falling women'
• 'On this day we can do whatever we want. I revise that: within limits'
• 'The women could be undone; or not. They seemed to be able to choose'
• 'I avoid looking down at my body... I don't want to look at something that determines me so completely'
• 'Give me children or else I die'
• 'No anaesthetics even'
• 'Create utopia... a women-only enclave'
• 'Men were turning off of sex, even'
• 'Loose woman'
• 'I had friends, I was a lucky one, but I was lonely anyway'
• 'I remember the rules, rules that were never spelt out but every woman knew'
• 'We were revisionists, what we revised was ourselves'
• 'A woman for whom every act is done for show'
• 'You wanted a woman's culture'
• 'A man is just a woman's strategy for making other women'
• 'I want to be more than valuable. I repeat my former name; remind myself of what I once could do, how others saw me. I want to steal something'
• 'Like a prize pig'
• 'Better never means better for everyone, it always means worse for some'
• 'May day'
• 'Maybe its about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it'
• 'Knowing was a temptation. What you don't know won't tempt you'
• 'She hanged herself... it was better'
• 'I believe in the resistance as I believe there can be no light without shadow; or rather, no shadow unless there is also light'
• 'You have to create an it, where there was none before'
• 'I can't let go of this hope'
• 'Her eyes have become loose'
• 'He wasn't a rapist at all, he was a political'
• 'Not a matyr'
• 'It's something he can't do with his wife'
• 'Female road'
• 'She was my oldest friend. Is'
• 'When we think of the past it's the beautiful things we pick out. We want to believe it was all like that'