list 43 of my favorite quotes

82. Maybe none of this is about control. Maybe it isn’t really about who can own whom, who can do what to whom and get away with it, even as far as death. Maybe it isn’t about who can sit can who has to kneel or stand or lie down, legs spread open. Maybe it’s about who can do what to whom and be forgiven for it. Never tell me it amounts to the same thing.

- The Handmaid’s Tale, Margaret Atwood

from as good as it gets melvin is asked how he writes about women so well and he says”i think of a man and take away reason and accountability”i actually know people who think this might be true…........

when chuck norris falls in water he doesn’t get wet,water gets chuck norris

sound crazy some place else,we’re all stocked up here…...

78. You were careful not to say those words that soon became our private altar. I had said them many times before, dropping them coins into a wishing well, hoping they would make me come true. I had said many times before but not to you. I had given them as forget-me-nots to girls who should have known better. I had used them as bullets and barter. I don’t like think of myself an as insincere person but if I say I love and I don’t mean it then what else am I? Will I cherish you, adore you, make way for you, make myself better for you, look at you and always see you, tell you the truth? And if love is not those things then what things?

- Jeanette Winterson, Written on the Body

79. Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.

- Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper (I actually hate this book, but this is a lovely quote)

80. On the day when it will be possible for woman to love not in her weakness but in strength, not to escape herself but to find herself, not to abase herself but to assert herself — on that day love will become for her, as for man, a source of life.

- Simone de Beauvoir

81. I asked her, “Could we kiss for a little bit?”

“Excuse me,” she said, although, on the other hand, she didn’t pull her head back.

I told her, “Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are.”

“And the more you wage war?”

- JS Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close

“so you treated some woman to a flake of your life,and when she got home she was nobodys wife” leonard cohen

trying is the first step towards failing-homer simpson

i’m failing as fast as i can dilbert

75. Please believe that I am falling apart.

I am not speaking metaphorically; nor is this the opening gambit of some melodramatic, riddling, grubby appeal for pity. I mean quite simply that I have begun to crack all over like an old jug – that my poor body, singular, unlovely, buffeted by too much history, subjected to drainage above and drainage below, mutilated by doors, brained by spittoons, has started coming apart at the seams. In short, I am literally disintegrating, slowly for the moment, although there are signs of acceleration. I ask you only to accept (as I have accepted) that I shall eventually crumble into (approximately) six hundred and thirty million particles of anonymous, and necessarily oblivious dust. This is why I have resolved to confide in paper, before I forget. (We are a nation of forgetters.)

- Salman Rushdie, Midnight’s Children

76. Once, I too had ambitions; not your grand ones – simple ambitions: marriage, children, and a house of our own. He died in the mud in France, a good, solid man. You would call him down in the dirt. But he smiled whenever he saw me and we could have built a life on that.

- Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day

77. I must learn to love the fool in me- the one who feels too much, talks too much, takes too many chances, wins sometimes and loses often, lacks self-control, loves and hates, hurts and gets hurt, promises and breaks promises, laughs and cries.

— Theodore Isaac Rubin

67. I am invincible. So are you. We do all the things they say we can’t do.

– Ani Difranco

68. I can believe things that are true and I can believe things that aren’t true and I can believe things where nobody knows if they are true or not…I believe in a personal god who cares about me and worries and oversees everything I do. I believe in an impersonal god who set the universe in motion and went off to hang with her girlfriends and doesn’t even know that I’m alive. I believe in an empty and godless universe of causal chaos, background noise, and sheer blind luck. I believe that anyone who says that sex is overrated just hasn’t done it properly. I believe that anyone who claims to know what’s going on will lie about the little things too. I believe in absolute honesty and sensible social lies. I believe in a woman’s right to choose, a baby’s right to live, that while all human life is sacred there’s nothing wrong with the death penalty if you can trust the legal system implicitly, and that no one but a moron would ever trust the legal system. I believe that life is a game, that life is a cruel joke, and that life is what happens when you’re alive and that you might as well lie back and enjoy it.

- Neil Gaiman

69. I did not know that the rules about these things were different if you were female. I did not know that “poetess” was an insult, and that I myself would some day be called one. I did not know that to be told I had transcended my gender would be considered a compliment. I didn’t know — yet — that black was compulsory. All of that was in the future. When I was sixteen, it was simple. Poetry existed; therefore it could be written; and nobody had told me — yet — the many, many reasons why it could not be written by me.

- Margaret Atwood

70. I became a poet at the age of sixteen. I did not intend to do it. It was not my fault.

- Margaret Atwood

71. It’s not that I want people to think I am smart, or even that I am a good writer. I write because I want to end my loneliness.

- Jonathan Safran Foer

72. They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?

- Jeanette Winterson

73. I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

- Anais Nin

74. If all of us acted in unison as I act individually there would be no wars and no poverty. I have made myself personally responsible for the fate of every human being who has come my way.

- Anais Nin