One impossible day, of an impossible month, of an impossible year.

What do you think? I'm not a starfish or a pepper tree. I'm a living, breathing human being. Of course I've been in love.

Mental acuity was never born from comfortable circumstances.

The body is not the only target of rape. Violence does not always take a visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.

Nature is actually unnatural

I could disappear from the face of the earth, and the world would go on moving without the slightest twinge. Things were tremendously complicated, to be sure, but one thing was clear: no one needed me.

Death was not the opposite of life. It was already here, within my being, it had always been here, and no struggle would permit me to forget that.