Decisive moment: the one when you will be really alone. And it is perhaps this that makes her hesitate: not the void, but the vastness of the solitude. It's as well if you are frightened of solitude. It's a sign that you have come to the moment of your birth.

in the synagogue of my heart... I myself jail and the jailed, I go wounded, bite-marked

Women must write through their bodies, they must invent the impregnable language that will wreck partitions, classes, and rhetorics, regulations and codes, they must submerge, cut through, get beyond the ultimate reverse-discourse, including the one that laughs at the very idea of pronouncing the word "silence"...In one another we will never be lacking.

I am not innocent. Innocence is a science of the sublime. And I am only at the very beginning of the apprenticeship.

If my desire is possible, it means the system is already letting something else through.

Other-Love is writing's first name.

Writing is the delicate, difficult, and dangerous means of succeeding in avowing the unavowable.