“Now that I am dead, I know everything.”

“I am not a saint or a cripple,I am not a wound; now I will seewhether I am a coward.”

“For years I wanted to be older, and now I am.”

“I wish I was ignorant, so I didn't know how ignorant I am”

“I'm a fool, to confuse this with goodness. I am not good.I know too much to be good. I know myself.I know myself to be vengeful, greedy, secretive and sly.”

“I have periods now, like normal girls; I too am among the knowing, I too can sit out volleyball games and go to the nurse's for aspirin and waddle along the halls with a pad like a flattened rabbit tail wadded between my legs, sopping with liver-colored blood.”

“Can I be blamed for wanting a real body, to put my arms around? Without it I too am disembodied. I can listen to my own heartbeat against the bedsprings...but there’s something dead about it, something deserted.”