I haven’t talked to you in years. But I guess the truth is tough. You grow up and you lose touch.
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All mortals tend to turn into the thing they are pretending to be. This is elementary.
I don’t think we need to file all of our actions under ‘feminist’ or ‘not feminist’—especially since consensual sex kind of exists in a political vacuum: It’s pretty much the one place that we can just do things and move on, no angry think-piece needed.
I’m not in charge of whether a man feels like a man.
We know from myths and fairy tales that there are many different kinds of powers in this world. One child is given a light saber, another a wizard’s education. The trick is not to amass all the different kinds of power, but to use well the kind you’ve been granted.
Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending.
So, yes, I am the Beast. My story is one of someone who falls decidedly outside the lines of society’s definition of beautiful, but is nonetheless just like everyone else in the end – someone who’s waiting for someone to see what lies beneath this outer shell. Don’t we all just want to meet our Bell…
Every person is a prison.
Nature has a master agenda we can only dimly know.
Is it my job, as a woman, to encourage you to treat me like a person?
The only person getting anything from your anger is you.
A bitter polarization of liberal and conservative has become so extreme and strident in both the Americas and Europe that it sometimes resembles mental illness, severed from the common sense realities of everyday life.
We do not get to hold people hostage with our pain.
I’m always digging my nails into places they shouldn’t be.
There are so many different types of pain and I go through so much still every day. I think the best thing you could ever do is believe or just wait for things to pass. Sometimes I listen to YouTube clips and walk around New York City yelling out ‘I am grateful for what I have!’ It works.
Write when you want or when you can or when you need to. If you write, on any schedule, you’re a writer. That’s it.
I tell myself no one is going to read my work and that’s how I find the ovaries to get my work put there.
Writing was the solution to every problem—financial, emotional, intellectual.
What appears unreachable exerts a mysterious pull’.
Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes…