I am suspicious - first of all, in myself - of adopted mysticisms of glib spirituality, above all of white people's tendency to ... vampirize American Indian, or African, or Asian, or other 'exotic' ways of understanding.

The serious revolutionary, like the serious artist, can't afford to lead a sentimental or self-deceiving life.

False history gets made all day, any day, the truth of the new is never on the news.

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

Change is not a threat to your life, but an invitation to live.

I am the androgyne, I am the living mind you fail to describe in your dead language the lost noun, the verb surviving only in the infinitive the letters of my name are written under the lids of the newborn child

Reality, the oppressor's tongue.