Obviously The Most Oppressed Of

[t]here Is Only One Large Circle That We March In, Around And Around, Each Of Us With Our Own Little Picture -- In Front Of Us -- Our Own Little Mirage That We Think Is The Future.

The Grim Possibility Is That She Who 'hides Her Brains' Will, More Than Likely, End Up With A Mate Who Is Only Equal To A Woman With 'hidden Brains' Or None At All.

Never Be Afraid To Sit A While And Think.

What You Ain't Never Understood Is That I Ain't Got Nothing, Don't Own Nothing, Ain't Never Really Wanted Nothing That Wasn't For You. There Ain't Nothing As Precious To Me...there Ain't Nothing Worth Holding On To, Money, Dreams, Nothing Else--

Do I Remain A Revolutionary? Intellectually -- Without A Doubt. But Am I Prepared To Give My Body To The Struggle Or Even My Comforts? This Is What I Puzzle About.