“I think of the security of cages. How violence, cruelty, oppression, become a kind of home, a familiar pattern, a cage, in which we know how to operate and define ourselves…”

—  Eve Ensler

Source: Insecure at Last

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American playwright, performer, feminist, activist and arti… 1953

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