There's No Justice, There's Only Love.

The Same Men Who Are Blind And Deaf To Feminism Are Acutely Sensitive To What Threatens Their Dominance And Privilege.

Survival Is An Art. It Requires The Dulling Of The Mind And The Senses, And A Delicate Attunement To Waiting, Without Insisting On Precision About Just What It Is You Are Waiting For.

There Was No Justice, There Was Only Life. And Life She Had.

When They Kept You Out It Was Because You Were Black; When They Let You In, It Is Because You Are Black. That's Progress?

In A Way It Doesn't Matter Whether You Open Doors Or Close Them, You Still End Up In A Box.