We must kill the false woman who is preventing the live one from breathing.

You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.

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

The only book that is worth writing is the one we don’t have the courage or strength to write. The book that hurts us (we who are writing), that makes us tremble, redden, bleed

I am sick of death and worst of all this sickness feeds on itself, the more afraid I am the more I am afraid the more I flee the more I am afraid the more I am haunted.

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

Me too, I make do, I anoint what cannot be fixed.