"Teaching is the royal road to learning." — Jessamyn West

Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection; the past then lives in your words and you are free.

In my time and neighborhood (and in my soul) there was only one standard by which a woman measured success: did some man want her?

Sleeplessness is a desert without vegetation or inhabitants.

Justice is a terrible but necessary thing.