A president cannot meaningfully honor certain token artists while the people at large are so dishonored.'”

When a woman tells the truth she is creating the possibility for more truth around her.

I am a woman in the prime of my life, with certain powers and those powers severely limited by authorities whose faces I rarely see.

I'd call it love if love didn't take so many years but lust too is a jewel.

These scars bear witness but whether to repair or to destruction I no longer know.

Our personalities seem dangerously to blur and overlap with our mother's; and, in a desperate attempt to know where mother ends and daughter begins, we perform radical surgery.

Until we know the assumptions in which we are drenched, we cannot know ourselves.