Marge Piercy He She And It Quotes & Sayings

The pitcher cries for water to carry and a person for work that is real. — Marge Piercy

Nobody can live on a bridge or plant potatoes but it is fine for comings and goings, meetings, partings and long views and a real connection to someplace else where you may in the crazy weathers of struggle how and again want to be. — Marge Piercy

There is no justice we don't make daily like bread and love. — Marge Piercy

We are not different nor alike
But each strange in his leather body
sealed in skin and reaching out clumsy hands
and loving is an act
that cannot outlive
the open hand
the open eye
the door in the chest standing open. — Marge Piercy

Every time a bomb exploded, every anti-personnel weapon that sent its hundreds of particles tearing through the sift tissues of soft bodies, every helicopter that was shot down with its crew, every plane hit with a missile: brrrring, brrrring, on the great cash register in the homeland bank. It was all profit. It would have to be replaced. It was the perfect form of fantastically expensive and forced consumption, paid for by taxes. — Marge Piercy

Suppose that a person writes what she must. That is only the first step of becoming a writer. The work must survive the moment of creation. It must get out to an audience. She or he must dare to show the work. She must risk ridicule, misunderstanding, scandal, condemnation, & what's often worse, none of the above: silence. No attention at all. — Marge Piercy

Sleeping together is a euphemism for people, but tantamount to marriage with cats. — Marge Piercy

I like communicating with cats. I know them and their body language - as my own cats know mine very well. Cats are adept at reading subtle signals. — Marge Piercy

Grandmother Hannah comes to me at Pesach and when I am lighting the sabbath candles. The sweet wine in the cup has her breath ... a little winter no spring can melt. — Marge Piercy

And what about ageing? Do men force the fear of ageing upon us
or are we ourselves terrified because we only know one kind of power
the power of youthful beauty?
Isn't it possible that if we became comfortable with other forms of female power, men might too? In her wonderful futurist novel, He, She, and It, Marge Piercy imagines a cyborg who is taught to love the bodies of older women. A delicious proposal
because it tells that whatever we may imagine can come true. Women often hate their own bodies. Sometimes I think that the most important things about having at least one relationship with someone of your own gender
especially if you are a woman
is to confront the female self-hatred and turn it into self-love. — Erica Jong

An new idea is rarely born like Venus attended by graces. More commonly it's modeled of baling wire and acne. More commonly it wheezes and tips over. — Marge Piercy

The body is simple as a turtle / and straight as a dog: / the body cannot lie. — Marge Piercy

I think having a great range of experiences in my life had helped me as a writer, particularly a writer of fiction. I have known a great many different sorts of people in different situations, and I have a notion how very well of badly people can behave in times of stress or danger or violence. — Marge Piercy

Only when we break the mirror and climb into our vision,
only when we are the wind together streaming and singing,
only in the dream we become with our bones for spears,
we are real at last
and wake. — Marge Piercy

She had been swimming in a big pink aquarium, and she never thought that somebody would come along with a hammer and break it until she was gasping for her life and everything she had taken for granted, for permanent, was gone. — Marge Piercy

Our wedding plans please everybody as if we were fertilizing the earth and creating social luck. — Marge Piercy

Everything you study, everything you learn, makes you a better writer, because you have more understanding of how things work. — Marge Piercy

The need exists. I serve the need. After me the need will exist and the need will be served. Let me do well what has and will be done as well by others. Let me take on the role and then let it go. — Marge Piercy

Doorways are sacred to women for we are the doorways of life and we must choose what comes in and what goes out. — Marge Piercy

Drifting with things is a habit it takes almost dying to break. — Marge Piercy

The ruling class isn't dissatisfied: they are healthy, well-fed, live in beauty, enjoy their own importance: fun-loving cannibals. — Marge Piercy

Looking at my life was very difficult. I think I learned that I haven't been as good a person as I'm inclined to think of myself as. I haven't been as good friend, haven't been as good a person, made a lot of mistakes. — Marge Piercy

I will choose what enters me, what becomes
of my flesh. Without choice, no politics,
no ethics lives. I am not your cornfield,
not your uranium mine, not your calf
for fattening, not your cow for milking.
You may not use me as your factory.
Priests and legislators do not hold shares
in my womb or my mind.
This is my body. If I give it to you
I want it back. My life
is a non-negotiable demand. — Marge Piercy

I require a hierarchy of priorities after protecting Shira and Malkah and the small felines. — Marge Piercy

Connections are made slowly, sometimes they grow underground — Marge Piercy

Children always wanted their parents in situ, in stasis. The faster they changed, the more their parents should remain the same. — Marge Piercy

Live as if you like yourself, and it may happen. — Marge Piercy

I find it easy to admire in trees what depresses me in people — Marge Piercy

Hope sleeps in our bones like a bear waiting for spring to rise and walk. — Marge Piercy

The politics of the exile are fever,
revenge, daydream,
theater of the aging convalescent.
You wait in the wings and rehearse.
You wait and wait. — Marge Piercy

Was part of owning the world never to think ... Did they laugh at the fools they robbed, who were fool enough to admire them and vote them into office so they could arrange things more conveniently for their enterprises? — Marge Piercy

We seek not rest but transformation. We are dancing through each other as doorways. — Marge Piercy