Women Are Not Inherently Passive Or Peaceful.

Any Single Path Truly Taken Leads To All The Others. What Matters Is Choosing A Starting Place - Where To Stand And Begin Spinning Outward. Even Then, You Will Find That Outward And Inward Become The Same Direction. The Center Of The Wheel Is Everywhere.

Hate Generalizes; Love Specifies. Or: The Movements Of Hatred Are Toward Generalization; Love's Movements Are Toward Specification.

Your Life Is The One Place You Have To Spend Yourself Fully--wild, Generous, Drastic--in An Unrationed Profligacy Of Self ... And In That Split Second When You Understand That You Finally Are About To Die-to Uncreate The World No Time To Do It Over No More Chances--that Instant When You Realize Your Conscious Existence Is Truly Flaring Nova, Won't You Want To Have Used Up All-all-the Splendor That You Are?

My White Skin Disgusts Me. My Passport Disgusts Me. They Are The Marks Of An Insufferable Privilege Bought At The Price Of Others' Agony. If I Could Peel Myself Inside Out I Would Be Glad. If I Could Become Part Of The Oppressed I Would Be Free.

I Still Gasp At The Revealing Lingo For Weapons: Erector Launchers, Thrust Ratios; My Teeth Grind Reflexively When Dubya Sputters Eye-rack And Eye-ran Have 'nookyular Capabacity.