How we dwelt in two worlds the daughters and the mothers in the kingdom of the sons.

Nothing could have prepared me for the realization that I was a mother ... when I knew I was still in a state of uncreation myself.

The password is a flicker of an eyelash.

The moment of change is the only poem.

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

We can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.

All new learning looks at first like chaos.