I'm interested in the way that the language of labor has been suppressed in our culture, the way it has disappeared from our vocabulary and is never heard on stage. . . . I'm better at writing than I am… — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image
“I once had a lover and his arms were so strong that my skull was crushed in his grip. With his bare hands he… — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image
If you're in despair, you don't know how to be part of your own life anymore. — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image
I'm interested in the way that the language of labor has been suppressed in our culture, the way it has disappeared from our vocabulary… — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image
“Our lives are but a splash of water on a stone, nothing more. Then I am the stone on which they fell, and they… — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image
I'd been reading Daniel Defoe's Journal of the Plague Year when the [1992 Los Angeles] riots broke out and I began to see them… — Naomi Wallace Copy Share Image