Change is the immediate responsibility of each of us, wherever and however we are standing, in whatever arena we choose.

My fear of anger taught me nothing.

Art is not living. It is the use of living.

We have to consciously study how to be tender with each other until it becomes a habit because what was native has been stolen from us, the love of Black women for each other.

I stand here as a black lesbian feminist, having been invited to comment within the only panel at this conference where the input of black feminists and lesbians is represented. What this says about the vision of this conference is sad, in a country where racism, sexism and homophobia are inseparable. . . .

It does not pay to cherish symbols when the substance lies so close at hand.

We tend to think of the erotic as an easy, tantalizing sexual arousal. I speak of the erotic as the deepest life force, a force which moves us toward living in a fundamental way.