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The greatest feminists have also been the greatest lovers. I’m thinking not only of Mary Wollstonecraft and her daughter Mary Shelley, but of Anais Nin, Edna St. Vincent Millay, and of course Sappho. You cannot divide creative juices from human juices. And as long as juicy women are equated with bad women, we will err on the side of being bad.
Erica Jong
How sadly misguided we often are. Our duty and our joy are both to love. I cannot be bad to love. I don’t mean it cannot be bad to be led blindly by unthinking passions, but when one submits to the dictates (harsh or soft) of love is when one comes closest to the mystical reality of the real world.
And feminism combined with altruism, patience and creativity should prove to be both a rare find in men and a gift to the women we love.