To survive the Borderlands you must live sin fronteras be a crossroads. GLORIA E. ANZALDúA CrossroadFronterasSin
the world I create in writing compensates for what the real world does not give me. GLORIA E. ANZALDúA GivingRealWriting
Though we tremble before uncertain futures may we meet illness, death and adversity with strength may we dance in the face of our fears. GLORIA E. ANZALDúA AdversityFaceMay
I am visible-see this Indian face-yet I am invisible. I both blind them with my beak nose and am their blind spot. But I exist, we exist. They’d like to think I have melted in the pot. But I haven’t. We haven’t. GLORIA E. ANZALDúA BlindJusticeSpotsThinking
By writing I put order in the world, give it a handle so I can grasp it. GLORIA E. ANZALDúA GivingOrderWriting
