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 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