They say that oppression engenders hate. They are heard on all sides crying hate hate. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
For there is no sex. There is but sex that is oppressed and sex that oppresses. It is oppression that creates sex… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
It is oppression that creates sex and not the contrary. The contrary would be to say that sex creates oppression, or to… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
Not only do we naturalize history, but also consequently we naturalize the social phenomena which express our oppression, making change impossible — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
A materialist feminist approach to women's oppression destroys the idea that women are a 'natural group' . . . What the analysis… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
It is quite possible for a work of literature to operate as a war machine upon its epoch. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
“The women say that they could not eat hare veal or fowl, they say that they could not eat animals, but man, yes, they… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
The basic agreement between human beings, indeed what makes them human and makes them social, is language. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
... I am with fire between my teeth and still nothing but my blank page. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
They say that oppression engenders hate. They are heard on all sides crying hate hate. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
The class struggle is precisely that which resolves the contradictions between two opposed classes by abolishing them at the same time that it constitutes… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
Language casts sheaves of reality upon the social body, stamping it and violently shaping it. — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
“Despite all the evils they wished to crush me with/ I remain as steady as the three-legged cauldron.” — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
Today, together, let us repeat as our slogan that all trace of violence must disappear from this earth, then the sun will be honey-colored… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
“There was a time when you were not a slave, remember that. You walked alone, full of laughter, you bathed bare-bellied. You say you… — Monique Wittig Copy Share Image
