However many holy words you read, However many you speak, What good will they do you If you do not act on upon them?
. . . I am with fire between my teeth and still nothing but my blank page.
There was a time when you were not a slave, remember that. You walked alone, full of laughter, you bathed bare-bellied. You say you have lost all recollection of it, remember. . . You say there are no words to describe this time, you say it does not exist. But remember. Make an effort to remember. Or, failing that, invent.
For there is no sex. There is but sex that is oppressed and sex that oppresses. It is oppression that creates sex and not the contrary.
Language casts sheaves of reality upon the social body, stamping it and violently shaping it.
The category of sex is the political category that founds society as heterosexual.
The dictionary is, however, only a rough draft.
I have a Disability yes that's true, but all that really means is I may have to take a slightly different path than you.
It would be far better to be of no church than to be bitter of any.
Hot Potato is a very different game when the people playing are starving.
When the artist observes nature. . . it is as if nature communicated, through the sensitivity of the artist at that moment, one of its secrets.