I knew it like destiny, and at the same time, I knew it as choice.

I think we are worlds compressed into human form.

It’s better to think of my life like that— part miracle, part madness. It’s better if I accept that I can’t control any of the things that matter. My life is a trail of shipwrecks and set-sails. There are no arrivals, no destinations; there are only sandbanks and shipwreck; then another boat, another tide.

Why is the measure of love loss?

I had relationships with men as well as women. I wasn't choosing; I didn't think I had to.

Reading is a rendezvous with your soul.

Written on the body is a secret code only visible in certain lights; the accumulations of a lifetime gather there