stop fixing your bodies and start fixing the world!

Unless men are active allies, we'll never end violence against women and girls.

For me, so much of my life has been this attempt to find my way back into my body. I tried various forms, from promiscuity, to eating disorders, to performance art. And I think it wasn't until I got cancer, where I was suddenly being pricked and ported and chemoed and operated on, that I suddenly just became body. I was just a body. And it was in that, in that finally landing in myself that I really discovered the world in my body.

Since cancer, I feel like I have dreams rather than ambitions, visions rather than plans.

I think the thing that has always made me happy is being in the struggle, in a community of struggle with other people.

Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been. Sleep out alone under the stars.

What happens when someone throws you against a wall or tells you you're a jackass or puts you down or calls you bad names? It goes into your body. We hold it in our body. If we don't have a way to let that go and release that, it becomes sickness eventually.