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

It is said that life and death are under the power of language.

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

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

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.

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

Writing is the passageway, the entrance, the exit, the dwelling place of the other in me.