What I leave behind has a life of its own.

The erotic is a measure between the beginnings of our sense of self and the chaos of our strongest feelings.

Institutionalized rejection of difference is an absolute necessity in a profit economy which needs outsiders as surplus people.

For those of us who write, it is necessary to scrutinize not only the truth of what we speak, but the truth of that language by which we speak it.

Every woman I have ever known has made a lasting impression on my soul.

I have come to believe over and over again that what is most important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared, even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood.

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.