Pastoral Resources

You get elected, often, if you're a woman, on the strength of the women's vote; then you get into office, and you have to adapt to an overwhelmingly male environment.

As you can imagine I'm disappointed as anything that I was not selected to be the presidential running mate. And I find it continually appalling that it would be a radical thing to have a woman on the ticket.

A woman may have a witty tongue or a stinging pen but she will never laugh at her own individual shortcomings.

If a man or a woman puts in an honest day's work, they should to be able to earn a living wage.

But I have always - ever since The Accidental Woman - written novels about individuals attempting to make choices in the context of situations over which they have no control.

Behind every successful man you'll find a woman who has nothing to wear.

The woman most in need of liberation is the woman in every man and the man in every woman.

The excitement that you were feeling about a special, unique path for yourself as a woman is all part of your identification with and attachment to being female. And that's ultimately all ego.

Almost all the ideas we have about being a man or being a woman are so burdened with pain, anxiety, fear and self-doubt. For many of us, the confusion around this question is excruciating.

I am already inherently full and complete as I am. Man doesn't need woman and woman doesn't need man in order to experience his or her inherent fullness.

I'm suspicious of any man or woman who approaches their own liberation with any kind of gender bias.

A woman watches her body uneasily, as though it were an unreliable ally in the battle for love.

I wanted a woman who had the body and the power of a real pilot. I interviewed hundreds of woman, but Jessica just seemed perfect for the part. I couldn't get her out of my head. I continued to bother her and she finally gave in.

It matters more what's in a woman's face than what's on it.

I never got to make that transition from little girl to young woman... and that really screws you up.

We were young, we were merry, we were very, very wise, And the door stood open at our feast, When there passed us a woman with the West in her eyes, And a man with his back to the East.

The most happy marriage I can picture or imagine to myself would be the union of a deaf man to a blind woman.

The man's desire is for the woman; but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.

A man's desire is for the woman, but the woman's desire is rarely other than for the desire of the man.

A man's as old as he's feeling. A woman as old as she looks.