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

We see daily that our lives are terrible and little, without continuity, buyable and salable at any moment, mere blips on a screen, that this is the way we live now. Memory marketed as nostalgia; terror reduced to mere suspense, to melodrama.

Much male fear of feminism is the fear that, in becoming whole human beings, women will cease to mother men, to provide the breast, the lullaby, the continuous attention associated by the infant with the mother. Much male fear of feminism is infantilism–the longing to remain the mother’s son, to possess a woman who exists purely for him.

The words are purposes./The words are maps./I came to see the damage that was done/and the treasures that prevail.

I keep coming back to you in my head, but you couldn't know that, and I have no carbons.

An honorable human relationship ... is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other.

We are, none of us, 'either' mothers or daughters; to our amazement, confusion, and greater complexity, we are both.