Without community, there is no liberation...but community must not mean a shedding of our differences, nor the pathetic pretense that these differences do not exist.

I learned so much from listening to people. And all I knew was, the only thing I had was honesty and openness.

Somedays, if bitterness were a whetstone, I could be sharp as grief.

The love expressed between women is particular and powerful because we have had to love in order to live; love has been our survival.

Differences must be not merely tolerated, but seen as a fund of necessary polarities between which our creativity can spark like a dialectic.

There are many lesbians and gay men trapped by their fear into silence and invisibility, and they exist in a dim valley of terror wearing nooses of conformity.

Poetry is not a luxury.