I Was Just, Like, Not At All

When One Of Us Dies Of Cancer, Loses Her Mind, Or Commits Suicide, We Must Not Blame Her For Her Inability To Survive An Ongoing Political Mechanism Bent On The Destruction Of That Human Being. Sanity Remains Defined Simply By The Ability To Cope With Insane Conditions.

To All The Women And The Men Who Ever Loved Me Just A Little.

As Time Has Gone On And We're At The End Of The 20th Century And Major Publishing Is A Big Business, Yes, Of Course We're Going To Get A Lot Of Plain, Mediocre Trash. There Are A Lot Of Writers Who Get Huge Advances For Books That Don't Go Anywhere And They Have To Burn Them Somewhere Or Throw Them Away. I Always Think About All The Poor Trees That Have Been Sacrificed.

I'm Obviously An American Citizen. My Parents Are American Citizens. But I'm Not Looked At As An American.

For Things To Have Value In Man's World, They Are Given The Role Of Commodities. Among Man's Oldest And Most Constant Commodity Is Woman.