One of the traits of genius is not to drag its thought through the rut worn by vulgar minds.

What is the use of a love that makes one yawn? One might as well take to religion.

I just saved your fucking life$$$ Mom. . . . You could at least offer me an Oreo.

We must not only vote but fight to vote. The voting booth really is the one place on earth where the least powerful equal the powerful.

I worshipped dead men for their strength$$$ forgetting I was strong.

America is an enormous frosted cupcake in the middle of millions of starving people.

A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.

You can only understand people if you feel them in yourself.

A light white$$$ a disgras$$$ an ink spot$$$ a rosy charm.

Literature - creative literature - unconcerned with sex$$$ is inconceivable.