A Thinking Woman Sleeps With Monsters.

The Dialectic Between Change And Continuity Is A Painful But Deeply Instructive One, In Personal Life As In The Life Of A People.to "see The Light" Too Often Has Meant Rejecting The Treasures Found In Darkness.

But Before We Were Mothers, We Have Been, First Of All, Women, With Actual Bodies And Actual Minds.

There Must Be Those Among Whom We Can Sit Down And Weep And Still Be Counted As Warriors.

If You Think You Can Grasp Me, Think Again: My Story Flows In More Than One Direction, A Delta Springing From The River Bed With Its Five Fingers Spread.

The Mind's Passion Is All For Singling Out. Obscurity Has Another Tale To Tell.