Write in the kitchen, lock yourself up in the bathroom. Write on the bus or the welfare line, on the job or during meals.
Gloria E. AnzaldúaI had to leave home so I could find myself, find my own intrinsic nature buried under the personality that had been imposed on me.
Gloria E. AnzaldúaThe Gringo, locked into the fiction of white superiority, seized complete political power, stripping Indians and Mexicans of their land while their feet were still rooted in it. Con el destierro y el exilo fuimos desuñados, destroncados, destripados - we were jerked out by the roots, truncated, disemboweled, dispossessed, and separated from our identity and our history.
Gloria E. Anzaldúa