I fight with love and i laugh with rage....you gotta live light enough to see the humor, and long enough to see some change.

Love was always the goal, and my point every step of the way was that nothing is wrong with love, no matter what flavor it comes in.

There's this brutal imperial power, that my passport says I represent. But it will never represent where my heart lives, only vaguely where it went.

People talk about my image like I come in two dimensions, like lipstick is a sign of my declining mind, like what I happen to be wearing the day that someone takes my picture is my new statement for all womankind.

...words are some of the most powerful and important things I know....Language is the tool of love and the weapon of hatred. It's the bright red warning flag of danger--and the stone foundation of diplomacy and peace.

I'm recording our history now on the bedroom wall, and when we leave the landlord will come and paint over it all.

People need something or someone to fasten themselves to in order to reassure themselves that they are real.