Love, our subject:we've trained it like ivy to our walls. - Adrienne Rich

"To write as if your life depended on it; to write across the chalkboard, putting up there in public the words you have dredged; sieved up in dreams, from behind screen memories, out of silence-- words you have dreaded and needed in order to know you exist."

"and I ask myself and you, which of our visions will claim uswhich will we claimhow will we go on livinghow will we touch, what will we knowwhat will we say to each other."

"There must be those among whom we can sit down and weep and still be counted as warriors."