There are voices and they must be heard.

She had made him possible. In that sense she was his god. Like God, she was neglected.

I don't want to conquer you; I just want to climb you.

I felt like a thief with a bagful of stolen glances.

How many of us want any of us to see us as we really are?

I had been taught to look for monsters and devils and I found ordinary people.

I seem to have run in a great circle, and met myself again on the starting line.