To make love is to become like this infant again. We grope with our mouths toward the body of another being, whom we trust, who takes us in her arms. We rock together with this loved one. We move beyond… — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
Telling a story of illness, one pulls a thread through a narrow opening flanked on one side by shame and the other by trivia. — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
Is it a coincidence that stories from the private life became more popular just as the grand hope for public redemption through revolution was beginning to sour? I witnessed a similar shift in taste in my own time. In the 1960s, while a hopeful vision of a just society arose again, countless poems and plays concerning politics and public life… — Susan Griffin Copy Share
How many small decisions accumulate to form a habit? What a multitude of decisions, made by others, in other times, must shape our lives… — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
Just as the slave master required the slaves to imitate the image he had of them, so women, who live in a relatively powerless… — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
Gender is a way to hide from the simple truth we all tell: 'Hey, I'm here, I have a body.' — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
“I am not so different in my history of abandonment from anyone else after all. We have all been split away from each other,… — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
“[P]erhaps we are like stones; our own history and the history of the world embedded in us, we hold a sorrow deep within and… — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
“The world of fundamental religion does not recognize even the slightest variation in meaning should this meaning fall outside its own definition of truth.” — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
We are nature. We are nature seeing nature. The red-winged blackbird flies in us. — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
Before a secret is told, one can often feel the weight of it in the atmosphere. — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
What always seems miraculous is when aesthetic necessities yield an insight which otherwise I would have missed. — Susan Griffin Copy Share Image
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