From the "Preface":

For me, the book is about taking the journey, about finding a way where everyone has told us no way exists. As a Jew outraged by the actions of the Israeli state, as an American appalled by the imperial arrogance of the country I reap the uneasy privileges of living in, as a lesbian — I exist in the vulnerable state of having no homeland, no sense that any place in the world “belongs” to me. Except the stories we make together.
What I hope, and keep hoping, is that lesbians of every kind will find room in the world for their own stories. And that eventually (sooner rather than later) borders will stop making sense because our stories will no longer hinge on the empty language of turf, possession and competition, but on the visions we bring to relationships. May our words remake the world.

From "The Bottom":

There's a tunnel that ends at solid rock. It's dark. It's always dark in there. People dream of this tunnel all the time.
Some say it means sex, some say fear, some say death, some say tunnel, tunnel, tunnel and to hell with you symbolists.