When love exists, nothing else matters, not life’s predicaments, not the fury of the years, not a physical winding down or scarcity of opportunity.

Erotica is using a feather; pornograpy is using the whole chicken.

Women are the only ones who will be able to eliminate the patriarchy, and when that happens all of us will win, men as much as women.

Agosins poetic language engages the reader in a mesmerizing journey of inward reflection and exile.

Just as when we come into the world, when we die we are afraid of the unknown. But the fear is something from within us that has nothing to do with reality. Dying is like being born: just a change.

But I don't want more things than I need, either.

He had only to touch me to turn my tears into sighs and my anger to desire. How accomodating love is; it forgives everything.