Columbus only discovered that he was in some new place. He didn't discover America.

They were so strong in their beliefs that there came a time when it hardly mattered what exactly those beliefs were; they all fused into a single stubbornness.

When women age into their power, no wind can upset them, no hand turn aside their knowledge, no fact can deflect their point of view.

At times the whole sky was ringed in shooting points and puckers of light gathering and falling, pulsing, fading, rhythmical as breathing. All of a piece. As if the sky were a pattern of nerves and our thought and memories traveled across it. As if the sky were one gigantic memory for us all.

To think about love and passion and political correctness all together, it doesn't work. Art has to go way past the political to be effective.

I have always kept notebooks and I go back to them over and over. They are my compost pile of ideas.

Women are strong, strong, terribly strong. We don't know how strong until we are pushing out our babies. We are too often treated like babies having babies when we should be in training, like acolytes, novices to high priestesshood, like serious applicants for the space program.