The Price Of Seeing Is Silence.

We Can Only Know What We Can Truly Imagine. Finally What We See Comes From Ourselves.

Your Anger Was A Climate I Inhabited Like A Desert In A Dry Frigid Weather Of High Thin Air And Ivory Sun, Sand Dunes The Wind Lifted Into Stinging Clouds That Blinded And Choked Me Where The Only Ice Was In The Blood.

This Life Is A War We Are Not Yet Winning For Our Daughters' Children. Don't Do Your Enemies' Work For Them. Finish Your Own.

A Strong Woman Is A Woman Who Craves Love Like Oxygen Or She Turns Blue Choking. A Strong Woman Is A Woman Who Loves Strongly And Weeps Strongly And Is Strongly Terrified And Has Strong Needs. A Strong Woman Is Strong In Words, In Action, In Connection, In Feeling; She Is Not Strong As A Stone But As A Wolf Suckling Her Young. Strength Is Not In Her, But She Enacts It As The Wind Fills A Sail.

It Is Not Sex That Gives The Pleasure, But The Lover.