Suddenly the staggering love bursts away from me like milk from a smashed glass.

American culture is torn between our long romance with violence and our terror of the devastation wrought by war and crime and environmental havoc.

Women who pay their own rent don't have to be nice.

Just as a snowflakewent on to feed a puddle that filled a stream and then the river, thepumpkin patch is a gathering of molecules from my old goats, chickens,and cats, feeding the underworld of dirt creatures. And somewhere, myfather's ashes mingle with birds, air, and sea.

Within a social structure, a familial structure, or a cultural structure of various kinds, there is a substitute for actual freedom. I mean, actual freedom is a very abstract notion; we have no idea what it means, except within a context - freedom to do what? So within these social structures, freedom becomes defined as power, your ability to make choices, and the power relationship within a family, any family.

Only a lunatic would want to be president. These lunatics are created deliberately by those who wish to be presided over.

My worst is all out in the open. It makes it necessary for people to tell you about themselves.