Being by myself, that is to say, without a man - it's been a long time - is allowing me to know what it feels like - to live in my own skin, to remember what I miss and don't miss about a relationship.

I confess. If the law had been appiled to me properly for what I did in Vietnam, I'd have been convicted for high treason.

You can do one of two things; just shut up, which is something I don't find easy, or learn an awful lot very fast, which is what I tried to do.

When you can't remember why you're hurt, that's when you're healed.

We understand that Nixon's aggression against Vietnam is a racist aggression, that the American war in Vietnam is a racist war, a white man's war...We deplore that you are being used as cannon fodder for U.S. imperialism. We've seen photographs of American bombs and antipersonnel weapons being dropped, wantonly, accidentally perhaps, on your heads, on the heads of your comrades.

So much conspires to silence us - because our truths are inherently subversive.

Women are rising. And I think that's all the violence and war - it could be the last gasp of the patriarchy, actually.