[Speaking] is never without fear; of visibility, of the harsh light of scrutiny and perhaps judgment, of pain, of death. But we have lived through all of those already, in silence, except death. And I remind myself all the time now, that if I were to have been born mute, and had maintained an oath of silence my whole life for safety, I would still have suffered, and I would still die.

Anger, used, does not destroy. Hatred does.

I am on the cusp of change and the curve is shifting fast.

Some women wait for themselves around the next corner and call the empty spot peace but the opposite of living is only not living and the stars do not care.

There are no new ideas. There are only new ways of making them felt.

I can't really define it in sexual terms alone although our sexuality is so energizing why not enjoy it too?

We are powerful because we have survived