It was almost comforting, this mutual acceptance of our secrets.

Could it be that simple? Tell one story to one generation and repeat it until it was accepted as fact?

I curled closer to May, comforted by her warmth.

You’ve changed me forever. And I’ll never forget you.

Sometimes I feel like we're a knot, too tangled to be taken apart.

Well, the one thing I've thought about is having dad give me away. You know when he takes your hand and he puts it in the hand of the person you marry? That's the only part I've ever wanted.

...I want it to be as easy as breathing for you to say yes.

The Angeles air was quiet, and for a while I laid still, listening to the sound of Maxon breathing.

The look in Marlee's eyes was triumphant, and the smile hiding behind her cup of tea said, 'Gotcha'!

When we died, no one would know, and that fraction of a moment that was so important to who we were would be gone.

But if it was always a point of speculation, where one person insisted it was a certain way and another denied it, how would anyone ever hold on to the truth?

His voice gave out and he made several wavy motions with his hand, indicative of the shape of a woman who would probably be unable to keep her balance.

Don't tolerate me as different. Accept me as part of the spectrum of normalcy.

There is space within sisterhood for likeness and difference, for the subtle differences that challenge and delight; there is space for disappointment-and surprise.

Our social life is literally primal, in the sense that chimpanzees and gorillas, our closest relatives among the primates, are also social.

If you're morally clear you are not on the Left

There's something about the Irish that is remarkable.

We are standing on a whale fishing for minnows.

What's the difference between a hockey mom and a mass turkey-murdering machine? Looks like about 15 feet.

My council to Ted [Turner] is that he should watch Fox Business. He'll be elated to find how much substance there is in our news.

I thought about Emmett Till, and I could not go back. My legs and feet were not hurting, that is a stereotype. I paid the same fare as others, and I felt violated. I was not going back.