If you were a thing—a cart or a horse or a slave—your value determined your possibilities.
My father, [was] a mid-level phonecompany manager who treated my mother at best like an incompetent employee. At worst? He never beat her, but his pure, inarticulate fury would fill the house for days...
Most priests wish they were as righteous as they seem to most members of their congregations.
The highway of grace will get you somewhere a whole lot faster then the freeway of spite.
Ignorance is the greatest slave master in the universe.
Wherever Cool is, anyway, I missed it, and now I'm stuck observing these machinations or sex and status and dancing and parties and people sucking at each other under the bleacher seating like some ki...
Nobody but you have to believe in your dreams to make them a reality.
A stranger may find beauty in you yet.
I don't have a lot of patience for stories in which women are rescued by men.
I Am In Love With Myself, With My Heart.
How simple a thing it seems to me that to know ourselves as we are, we must know our mothers names.