There is no justice we don't make daily like bread and love.

We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.

Nobody hates us as ourselves. In their minds we're not human... They don't hate us because we did something or said something. They make us stand for an evil they invent and then they want to kill it in us.

Our wedding plans please everybody as if we were fertilizing the earth and creating social luck.

I wrote to make sense out of all the contradictions I experienced and to deal with the pain and loss I was undergoing.

There are obviously a great many ways to organize some fraction of the material in a life.

Whatever is not an energy source, is an energy sink.