When I was a child, my father taught me to put up my fists like a boy and to be prepared to defend myself at all times. Camille Paglia boychilddefend Change image and share on social
My generation of the Sixties, with all our great ideals, destroyed liberalism, because of our excesses. Camille Paglia destroyexcessgeneration Change image and share on social
Men know they are sexual exiles. They wander the earth seeking satisfaction, craving and despising, never content. There is nothing in that anguished motion for women to envy. Camille Paglia anguishcontentcrave Change image and share on social
I regard affirmative action as pernicious - a system that had wonderful ideals when it started but was almost immediately abused for the benefit of white middle-class women. Camille Paglia abuseactionaffirmative Change image and share on social
My grandfather worked in a shoe factory - he was an Italian immigrant. My father was the first to go to college in the family. Camille Paglia collegefactoryfamily Change image and share on social
I believe that history has shape, order, and meaning; that exceptional men, as much as economic forces, produce change; and that passe abstractions like beauty, nobility, and greatness have a shifting but continuing validity. Camille Paglia abstractionbeautychange share on social
The reason I was angry all the time was that Gloria Steinem and all those people, without reading my work, were saying all these horrible things against me. Camille Paglia angrygloriahorrible Change image and share on social
Our presence in Afghanistan is not worth the price of any more American lives or treasure. Camille Paglia afghanistanamericanlive Change image and share on social
Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist. Camille Paglia dogfeministleave Change image and share on social
High Romanticism shows you nature in all its harsh and lovely metamorphoses. Flood, fire and quake fling us back to the primal struggle for survival and reveal our gross dependency on mammoth, still mysterious forces. Camille Paglia backdependencyfire share on social