Because if you weren't born white, you were forced to see differences; or if you weren't born what they called normal, or if you got injured, then you were left to explore the world of the different.

But sometimes what we call 'memory' and what we call 'imagination' are not so easily distinguished.

Fortunately, her year of graduate classes prepared her for obnoxious conduct.

Moonflowers blossom in the sand hills before dawn, just as I followed him.

relationships. That's all there really is. There's your relationship with the dust that just blew in your face, or with the person who just kicked you end over end. ... You have to come to terms, to some kind of equilibrium, with those people around you, those people who care for you, your environment.

The American public has difficulty believing ... [that] injustice continues to be inflicted upon Indian people because Americans assume that the sympathy and tolerance they feel toward Indians is somehow 'felt' or transferred to the government policy that deals with Indians. This is not the case.

What is it about us human beings that we can’t let go of lost things?