...I've learned exactly who the enemy are. I easily recognize them-business-suited in their modern American executive guise, each boss two feet taller than I am and impossible to meet eye to eye.

Joy and life exist nowhere but the present.

When alone I am not aware of my race or my sex, both in need of social contexts for definition.

I do not believe in old age. I do not believe in getting tired.

And I had to get out of hating range.

I'd like to go to New Society Village someday and find out exactly how far I can walk before people stop talking like me.

You must not tell anyone,' my mother said, 'what I am about to tell you.'