“One cannot use the life to interpret the work. But One can use the work to interpret the life.”

“Alone, alone. I am alone I ache Yet for the first time, despite all the anguish and the reality problems, Im here. I feel tranquil, whole, ADULT.”

“I am scared, numbed from the marital wars - that deadly, deadening combat which is the opposite, the antithesis of the sharp painful struggles of lovers. Lovers fight with knives and whips, husband...”

“I have loved people passionately whom I wouldn't have slept with for anything, but I think that's something else. That's friendship -- love, which can be a tremendously passionate emotion, and it c...”

“I dont care about someone being intelligent; any situation between people, when they are really human with each other, produces intelligence.”

“To the militant, identity is everything.”

“A photograph is both a pseudo-presence and a token of absence. Like a wood fire in a room, photographsespecially those of people, of distant landscapes and faraway cities, of the vanished pastare i...”

“The case for the humanities is not hard to make, though it can be difficult--to such an extent have we been marginalized, so long have we acceded to that marginalization--not to sound either defens...”

“I don't understand how I can always want to sleep, hate waking up, and yet be afraid of death.”

“Feminism is an endeavor to change something very old, widespread, and deeply rooted in many, perhaps most, cultures around the world, innumerable institutions, and most households on Earthand in ou...”

“Mediante la fotografa y la palabra escrita intento desesperadamente vencer la condicin fugaz de mi existencia, atrapar los momentos antes de que se desvanezcan, despejar la confusin de mi pasado.”

“Reality offers us such wealth that we must cut some of it out on the spot, simplify. The question is, do we always cut out what we should? ”

“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another persons (or things) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, a...”