Hunger also changes the world - when eating can't be a habit, then neither can seeing.

We seem to be always on cusps. Women come out of the burkah, the niqab, purdah, the closet, then go back in again. Of course, what we need do is to value the happy freedom of all beings.

I am confirmed in my belief that war is utter destructive violent chaos. There is no "art," no "order(s)," no "just war." No matter what the ideologies, wars are the same.

I learned to make my mind large, as the universe is large, so that there is room for paradoxes.

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

Joy and life exist nowhere but the present.

...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.