Part of the lesbian consciousness is an absolute recognition of the erotic within our lives and, taking that a step further, dealing with the erotic not only in sexual terms.

There are lesbians, God knows... if you came up through lesbian circles in the forties and fifties in New York... who were not feminist and would not call themselves feminists.

But, on the other hand, I get bored with racism too and recognize that there are still many things to be said about a Black person and a White person loving each other in a racist society.

Hatred is a death wish for the hated, not a life wish for anything else.

Nothing I accept about myself can be used against me to diminish me.

When we create out of our experiences, as feminists of color, women of color, we have to develop those structures that will present and circulate our culture.

Poetry is the way we help give name to the nameless so it can be thought.