I'm always looking for something new and interesting to say. And it can't be something I'm directly experiencing.

Women always put men first. That's how everything got so screwed up.

But I knew one more thing. That people w ho denied who they were or where they had been were in the greatest danger.

Girls were born knowing how destructive the truth could be. They learned to hold it in, tamp it down, like gunpowder in an old fashioned gun. Then it exploded in your face on a November day in the rain.

As an artist, you can never get what you want. What you do never approaches what you want it to be.

The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.

at least if you were ignorant you could do wat you wanted. you had no idea wat had been acheived in the past. you were free instead of chewed at by bleeding impotence, dissolved away like a pearl in acid