When every inch of the world is known, sleep may be the only wilderness that we have left.

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.

Society is like this card game here, cousin. We got dealt our hand before we were even born, and as we grow we have to play as best as we can.

The contents of a house can trigger all sorts of revisions to family history.

Of course, English is a very powerful language, a colonizer's language and a gift to a writer. English has destroyed and sucked up the languages of other cultures - its cruelty is its vitality.

Old love, middle love, the kind of love that knows itself and knows that nothing lasts, is a desperate shared wildness.

It was just enough to sit there without words.