The Body is the most indisputable materialization of class taste in that one's hairstyle, clothing, diet, and even gait function as signs within a larger system of social positions.

The Body is singular, the soul multiple.

A Body is a body with reflexes and anticipatory qualities, a body that is constantly in-becoming

The Body is a poop gun and eating is reloading.

Fear is the fire that melts Icarian wings.

Fear is many-eyed.

Fear is the parent of cruelty.

Fear is the mother of superstition.

Gender is not an effect caused by the body. Rather, the sexed body is a discursive effect of gendered thinking.

Gender is a stylized repetition of acts, a constructed identity, a performative accomplishment which the mundane social audience, including the actors themselves, come to believe and to perform in the mode of belief.

Gender is complex — There is more difference within the sexes than between them.

Gender is not something that one is, it is something one does, an act, a "doing" rather than a "being".

Grief is a room without doors.

Grief is the essence of humanity — Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

Grief is a great struggle — grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

Grief is a developer of the powers of the mind.