Barbara

“I had never thought I had much in common with anybody. I had no mother, no father, no roots, no biological similarities called sisters and brothers. And for a future I didn't want a split-level home with a station wagon, pastel refrigerator, and a houseful of blonde children evenly spaced through the years. I didn't want to walk into the pages of McCall's magazine and become the model housewife. I didn't even want a husband or any man for that matter. I wanted to go my own way. That's all I think I ever wanted, to go my own way and maybe find some love here and there. Love, but not the now and forever kind with chains around your vagina and a short circuit in your brain. I'd rather be alone.”
― Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

“I hate the telephone. I think the lowest circle of hell is reserved for Alexander Graham Bell.”
― Rita Mae Brown

“I mean, what do people talk about when they're married?" "Their kids, I guess." "Maybe that's all they have in common.”
― Rita Mae Brown, Rubyfruit Jungle

“Two wrongs don't make a right.

No, but three will get you back on the freeway!”
― Rita Mae Brown