By writing her self, woman will return to the body which has been more than confiscated from her, which has been turned into the uncanny stranger on display - the ailing or dead figure, which so often turns out to be the nasty companion, the cause and location of inhibitions. Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. _x000D_ Write your self. Your body must be heard. Only then will the immense resources of the unconscious spring forth.

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

You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.

Only when you are lost can love find itself in you without losing its way.

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

If my desire is possible, it means the system is already letting something else through.