She was mine and not-mine all at once. She was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen and the most terrifying.

The trick is not how much pain you feel - but how much joy you feel

What I discovered was is that it's rare to find a person that you feel very intimate with, and you can sleep with lots of people and not find what you're looking for.

What all the ads and whorescopes seemed to imply was that if only you took proper care of your smells, your hair, your boobs, your eyelashes, your armpits, your crotch, your stars, your scars, your choice of Scotch in bars - you would meet a beautiful powerful, potent, and rich man who would satisfy every longing, fill every hole, make your heart skip a beat (or stand still), make you misty, and fly you to the moon (preferably on gossamer wings), where you would live totally satisfied forever.

Since flesh can't stay, we pass the words along.

Writers are doubters, compulsives, self-flagellants. The torture only stops for brief moments.

We don't have a clear path forward, and that's been the case for feminism since the 18th century, when the idea of the rights of women actually began.