‘…The moment you forget yourself enough to admit another’s humanity, see him as a person and not a symbol—then perhaps—’
‘What is humanity.’
‘You ask the obvious, ha, ha. Humanity is something to destroy.’
“It was only when we were in that bed, high above the world — then I thought the birds could have been circling around our bodies circled around each other — that we made our world totally separated from everything else. It was the only way we could be together.”
Kathy Acker