“I have never felt more ridiculous. If this is what it means to be a woman I am not the slightest bit interested.”
“Pieces. Isn't that what all of life is anyway? Shards. Bits. Moments. Am I less because I have fewer, or do the few I have mean more?”
“I accept the hard reality that I maybe might possibly be just the slightest tiniest littlest bit kinda sorta interested in him.”
“Men are jealous of every woman, even when they don’t have the slightest interest in her themselves.”
“I do not feel inhibited or bound by what I am. That does not mean that I have never had bad scenes relating to being Black and/or a woman, it means that other people’s craziness has not managed to make me crazy.”
“I was never interested in what everybody else was interested in. I was very interiorized. I always felt kind of sad.”