> if you say you aren't capable of love then I do take your word for it
> and if you said you were capable of it, I would take your word for that
> and if you said your father and mother and brother were specks of dust on a
> hair on your head
> I'd believe they were then, that
> because I believe people take their word for what they are
I can say this about myself, and it could
be said across the board: she is piece-
meal, she is not herself, she's numberless,
not numb, she cannot be counted out, she's
gusted air, open fire, she is not watered
down, she's dirt and debris. Also, she is
a hank of hair, hacked.
Janet Kauffman, from _The Body in Four Parts_
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