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Villainy wears many masks; none so dangerous as the mask of virtue.
A busy, vibrant, goal-oriented woman is so much more attractive than a woman who waits around for a man to validate her existence. ― Mandy Hale
But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.
The only thing I'll never have is what I have lost for ever and ever... As long as I live, until I draw my last breath, I shall remember Asel and all those beautiful things that were ours. The day I was to leave I went to the lake and stood on the rise above it. I was saying good-bye to the Tien Shan mountains, to Issyk-Kul. Good-bye, Issyk-Kul, my unfinished song! How I wish I could take you with me, your blue waters and your yellow shores, but I can't, just as I can't take the woman I love with me. Goodbye, Asel. Good-bye, my pretty poplar in a red kerchief! Good-bye, my love, I want you to be happy.
Individuals who want to believe that there is no fulfillment in love, that true love does not exist, cling to these assumptions because this despair is actually easier to face than the reality that love is a real fact of life but is absent from their lives. ― bell hooks
To be a woman is a great adventure; To drive men mad is a heroic thing.
No woman should be told she can't make decisions about her own body. When women's rights are under attack, we fight back. ― Kamala Harris
I've never hit a woman in my life. Not even my own mother. ― W.C. Fields
To return to love, to get the love we always wanted but never had, to have the love we want but are not prepared to give, we seek romantic relationships. We believe these relationships, more than any other, will rescue and redeem us. True love does have the power to redeem but only if we are ready for redemption. Love saves us only if we want to be saved. ― bell hooks
A woman must have money and a room of her own if she is to write fiction. ― Virginia Woolf
