Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.

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

We must learn to speak the language women speak when there is no one there to correct us.

Everything ends with flowers.

When I write, it's everything that we don't know we can be that is written out of me, without exclusions, without stipulation, and everything we will be calls us to the unflagging, intoxicating, unappeasable search for love. In one another we will never be lacking.

Only when you are lost can love find itself in you without losing its way.

Love is when you suddenly wake up as a cannibal, and not just any old cannibal, or else wake up destined for devourment.