One of the blessings that comes with parental territory is that children tug you into experiences you're pretty sure you'd never otherwise contemplat….

The fact is that ours is the only minority you can join involuntarily, without warning, at any time. And if you live long enough, as you're increasin….

Who one believes God to be is most accurately revealed not in any credo but in the way one speaks to God when no one else is listening..

God is no White Knight who charges into the world to pluck us like distressed damsels from the jaws of dragons, or diseases. God chooses to become pr….

My writing arises out of erotic impulse toward an other: it is an act of love. And I want terribly to be loved in return, as a sign that I have loved….

Poor and afflicted and oppressed people have faces, and we are required to look squarely into them. We can't love what we won't experience..

physical disability looms pretty large in one's life. But it doesn't devour one wholly. I'm not, for instance, Ms. MS, a walking, talking embodiment ….

If the very thought of taking off all your clothes in the middle of the Washington Mall during a school holiday makes you blush, you haven't even beg….

Atlas Shrugged and The Fountainhead, doubtless two of the most exquisitely adolescent of fictions..

Through its prohibition on birth control, the Church has suggested that the only right way to have children is through biological reproduction: a kin….

This kind of split makes me crazy, this territorializing of the holy. Here God may dwell. Here God may not dwell. It contradicts everything in my ….

In the grammar of the phallus -- the I, I, I -- [woman] can't utter female experience..

To view your life as blessed does not require you to deny your pain. It simply demands a more complicated vision, one in which a condition or event ….

I felt permanently exiled from 'normality.' Whether imposed by self or society, this outsider status - and not the disability itself - constitutes th….

I will write myself into well-being..

our lives are stories we tell ourselves..

From the moment of birth, at every level, human beings who are more alike than different become polarized into two absolutely exclusive classes with ….

In a society that prates about, but seldom practices, communication, the craving to be listened to, heard, understood - which originates with the fir….

A line, once crossed, can never be uncrossed..

Writing is not, alas, like riding a bicycle: it does not get easier with practice..

no one expects all impediments to be miraculously whisked away. In insisting that others view our lives as ample and precious, we are not demanding t….