We Are Nature. We Are

But Still, The Other Voice, The Intuitive, Returns, Like Grass Forcing Its Way Through Concrete.

Every Important Social Movement Reconfigures The World In The Imagination. What Was Obscure Comes Forward, Lies Are Revealed, Memory Shaken, New Delineations Drawn Over The Old Maps: It Is From This New Way Of Seeing The Present That Hope Emerges For The Future...let Us Begin To Imagine The Worlds We Would Like To Inhabit, The Long Lives We Will Share, And The Many Futures In Our Hands.

Although The Many Virtues That Courtesans Possessed Were Employed To Defy Circumstances, The Role They Played Depended On The Same Circumstances Over Which They Triumphed- Conditions Which To, Fortunately For Modern Women, No Longer Exist.

Far More Frightening Than The Thought Of Dying Was The Experience Of Erasure Already Occurring In My Life. My Fear Of Becoming Someone Who Did Not Count.

I Think Artists Can Go To A Level Of Vision That Can Often Save Us From A Situation Which Seems To Have No Solution Whatsoever.