... probably all of the women in this book are working to make part of the same quilt to keep us from freezing to death in a world... that grows harsher and bleaker--where male is the norm and the ideal human being is hard, violent and cold: a macho rock. Every woman who makes of her living something strong and good is sharing bread with us.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Loving feels lonely in a violent world, irrelevant to people burning like last year's weed... with bellies distended, with fish throats agape and flesh melting down to glue. We can no longer shut out the screaming That leaks through the ventilation system ...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The real writer is one who really writes. Talent... is an invention like phlogiston after the fact of fire. Work is its own cure. You have to like it better than being loved.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
this quilt might be the only perfect artifact a woman... would ever see, yet she did not doubt what we had forgotten, that out of her potatoes and colic, sawdust and blood she could create ...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This life is a war we are not yet winning for our daughters' children.... Don't do your enemies' work for them. Finish your own.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
A new idea is rarely born like Venus attended by graces More commonly it's modeled of baling wire and acne.... More commonly it wheezes and tips over.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
This is the 184th Demonstration. ...... What we do is not beautiful hurts no one makes no one desperate we do not break the panes of safety glass stretching between people on the street and the deaths they hire.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »