In becoming archaeologists of the world of our mothers, we are trying to retrieve the female past and to invent a future.

Between sisters, often, the child's cry never dies down. "Never leave me," it says; "do not abandon me."

What we have in common is what keeps us apart.

we perceive silence where, in fact, there is a muffler.

The illusion of companionship sits waiting in the television set. We keep our televisions on more than we watch them - an average of more than seven hours a day. For background. For company.

Sometimes I feel like a sisterless child.

I say you hurt me. You say I scorned you. We say we care. It begins. The conversation begins.