The unconscious wants truth. It ceases to speak to those who want something else more than truth.

It will take all your heart, it will take all your breath It will be short, it will not be simple

War is an absolute failure of imagination, scientific and political. That a war can be represented as helping a people to 'feel good' about themselves, or their country, is a measure of that failure.

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

Sexist grammar burns into the brains of little girls and young women a message that the male is the norm, the standard, the central figure beside which we are all deviants, the marginal, the dependent variables. It lays the foundation for androcentric thinking, and leaves men safe in their solipsistic tunnel-vision.

...you look at me like an emergency

I touch you knowing we weren't born tomorrow, and somehow, each of us will help the other live, and somewhere, each of us must help the other die.