What we resist persists.

In our home we grew up thinking we were Mormons first and human beings second.

I still feel Mormon. Those men in Salt Lake City can't decide who's Mormon and who isn't.

Language, as symbol, determines much of the nature and quality of our experience.

It's only when we have nothing else to hold onto that we're willing to try something very audacious and scary . . .

Women have to risk civil disobedience for their rights.