Burning Dinner Is Not Incompetence But War.

Memory In Greek Mythology Is The Mother Of The Muses, And It Is So For Me. Both Personal And Societal Memory Move Me Strongly, And That Is One Of The Sources Of My Writing.

There Is No Justice We Don't Make Daily Like Bread And Love.

We Seek Not Rest But Transformation. We Are Dancing Through Each Other As Doorways.

Nobody Hates Us As Ourselves. In Their Minds We're Not Human... They Don't Hate Us Because We Did Something Or Said Something. They Make Us Stand For An Evil They Invent And Then They Want To Kill It In Us.

I Was A Working Class Jewish Girl. In My Girlhood, Anti-semitism Was A Daily Fact Of Life In Detroit. I Did Not Come From People Who Had Many Options In Their Lives Or Many Choices Open To Them. I Was A Girl In A Family In Which Women Were, As In Society At Large, Very Much Second-class Citizens. I Did Not See Why I Should Accept These Forced Limitations Without A Fight. Being Free To Make My Own Choices Thus Became Very Important To Me At An Early Age.