Me too, I make do, I anoint what cannot be fixed..

Perhaps what I do not manage to operate rapidly enough is the passage between the outside and the inside..

Woman must write her self: must write about women and bring women to writing, from which they have been driven away as violently as from their bodies….

We must kill the false woman who is preventing the live one from breathing..

Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard..

I am sick of death and worst of all this sickness feeds on itself, the more afraid I am the more I am afraid the more I flee the more I am afraid the….

Decisive moment: the one when you will be really alone. And it is perhaps this that makes her hesitate: not the void, but the vastness of the solitud….

Writing is the delicate, difficult, and dangerous means of succeeding in avowing the unavowable..

She alone dares and wishes to know from within, where she, the outcast, has never ceased to hear the resonance of fore language. She lets the other l….

Meditation needs no results. Meditation can have itself as an end, I meditate without words and on nothingness. What tangles my life is writing..

Other-Love is writing's first name..