“ Now, as we close one chapter, the pen is gradually inking up, preparing itself to write the next. Mie Hansson
“ Women in love are patheticand I cannot be bothered, for now,I am back to metaphysicsand my armpits gather hair. Mie Hansson
“ What differentiated us was our perception of our mutual reality, which made no difference. Mie Hansson
“ No man has the courage to approach her or initiate questions she herself rise, for all men fear a fascist and she can very well be a fascist’s wife. Mie Hansson
“ Had I only known my lettersWould be of such importanceI’d empty myself on paperEvery single morning’And it was for such reason,as she read his little stanza,that she decided to stamponefinalletter:‘Ev… Mie Hansson
“ I have not encouraged talk about man’s holy privacy, although I do respect and defend man’s right to have it. Mie Hansson
“ I wore you on me at all timesLike I now carry my pen.Unlike your own opinion myBelongings must have a function.You bled through the ink of my lines andTo be my subject nursed your thirst.Was it my fau… Mie Hansson
“ It’s just another stop on the curvy roadthe final encounterfor the man who has liveddeath is the answer. Mie Hansson
“ I shall have my lasso, I shall lead the course;I recognize it’s time to mount a different horse. Mie Hansson
“ All mothers breed dead children.They shall, perhaps, live later.When no longer dead, they are bornNot—by coincidence, by choice. Mie Hansson
“ I am the interpretation of the prophetI am the artist in the coffinI am the brave flag stained with bloodI am the wounds overcomeI am the dream refusing to sleepI am the bare-breasted voice of liberty… Mie Hansson
