In Our Ordinaryness We Are Most Bizarre.

When I Die, I Will No Be Guilty Of Having Left A Generation Of Girls Behind Thinking That Anyone Can Tend To Their Emotional Health Other Than Themselves.

In Our Ordinaryness We Are Most Bizarre.

The Slaves Who Were Ourselves Had Known Terror Intimately, Confused Sunrise With Pain, & Accepted Indifference As Kindness.

Nice Is Such A Rip-off.

I Am Gonna Write Poems Til I Die And When I Have Gotten Outta This Body I Am Gonna Hang Round In The Wind And Knock Over Everybody Who Got Their Feet On The Ground.