“Wherever the bird with no feet flew, she found trees with no limbs.”

“What makes her eyes slide o of mine? What does she see that angers her so, or infuriates her, or disgusts her? Why do I want to break her face o where her eyes do not meet mine? Why does she wear my sister's face? My daughter's mouth turned down about to suck itself in? The eyes of a furious and rejected lover? Why do I dream I cradle you at night? Divide your limbs between the food bowls of my least favorite animals? Keep vigil to you night after terrible night, wondering? Oh sister, where is that dark rich land we wanted to wander through together? . . . [W]hose future image have we destroyed --your face or mine-- without either how shall I look again at both --lacking either is lacking myself.”

“But the true feminist deals out of a lesbian consciousness whether or not she ever sleeps with women.”

“...and that visibility which makes us most vulnerable is that which also is the source of our greatest strength.”

“Our visions begin with our desires.”

“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.”

“Unless one lives and loves in the trenches, it is difficult to remember that the war against dehumanization is ceaseless.”