Quotes About Womanhood

God has stamped "lifegiver" on all women, regardless of the role we play.

Something is happening, all right. But it's perfectly natural, Lily. Stop worrying and let me show you what it means to be a woman." Her

Men like Jack didn't want to go out with a real woman - they wanted the idea they had of what a woman was. That was probably why I intrigued Jack: I wasn't cute and cuddly, and every time there'd been an opportunity to be a 'lady' I hadn't taken it - I'd been nothing like the idea he probably had of womanliness in his head. That presented a challenge. And if there was anything men like Jack craved more than a demure woman, it was a challenging woman to tame.

To know a mature woman is to know more than her body. It is to know her dreams and her secrets. It is to know that a dance is a fight, and a fight is a dance, and that passion and compassion beat in the same breast.

I was so struck by the magnificent beauty of the sunset, I sat there, quiet. The silence allowed me to ask myself: What if I did get the chance at life all over again? What would I do differently? What would I keep and what would I leave??? My older self was welcoming my younger self into an early womanhood.

Joynes was careful to maintain the notion of separate spheres, even as he advocated significant change. A reformed system of women's schooling "should be based upon the idea that woman is woman, and not man-nor a butterfly," neither man's "plaything nor his rival.

Womanhood is the great fact in her life; wifehood and motherhood are but incidental relations.

I'll be strong, I'll be wrong, oh but life goes on Oh, I'm just a girl, trying to find a place in this world

Every poem is an infant labored into birth and I am drenched with sweating effort, tired from the pain and hurt of being a man, in the poem I transform myself into a woman.

Having a baby is part of a woman's life, and it is surely a great waste to be afraid of life.

He touched me as if I were the curved and delicate handle of a china cup, but he held me tightly just as I was, flesh and blood and full of human flaws and fears. In his arms I wasn't a girl dreaming of sailing the high seas, and I wasn't a farm kid jumping the train, either, but a fully grown woman riding the soft side of a crescent moon.

Very few have arrived at the conclusion that woman's nature, like man's, is self-determining, and that her character and her powers must decide her destiny; that instead of prescribing the outward limits of her action, the important point is to increase her energy, to regulate her activity by self-discipline, to purify her nature by nobility of thought and sentiment, and then to leave her free to work out her thought into life as she can and must.

Only the Black woman can say when and where I enter, in the quiet, undisputed dignity of my womanhood, without violence and without suing or special patronage, then and there the whole Negro race enters with me.

Thousands of girls have climbed up stairs and knocked on a door answered by a woman who is a complete stranger, to whom they are about to entrust their stomach and womb. And that woman, the only person who can rid them of their misfortune, would open the door, in an apron and patterned slippers, clutching a dish towel, and inquire, "yes, miss, can i help you?

Des milliers de filles ont monté un escalier, frappé à une porte derrière laquelle il y avait une femme dont elles ne savaient rien, à qui elles allaient abandonner leur sexe et leur ventre. Et cette femme, la seule personne alors capable de faire passer le malheur, ouvrait la porte, en tablier et en pantoufles à pois, un torchon à la main : "C'est pour quoi, mademoiselle?

Thousands of girls have climbed up stairs and knocked on a door answered by a woman who is a complete stranger, to whom they are about to entrust their stomach and their womb. And that woman, the only person who can rid them of their misfortune, would open the door, in an apron and patterned slippers, clutching a dish towel, and inquire, "Yes, Miss, can I help you?

The heart is capable of sacrifice. So is the vagina. The heart is able to forgive and repair. It can change it's shape to let us in. It can expand to let us out. So can the vagina. It can ache for us and stretch for us, die for us and bleed and bleed us into this difficult, wondrous world. So can the vagina. I was there in the room. I remeber.

But for a girl I think she ought to have lots of minor accomplishments and pass them on to her children.

My appearance has changed a lot over the years, but it has far more to do with how I feel about being a woman.

Be empowered as a female, as a woman. Don't apologize. Don't lose yourself in another person's life.

I'm pretty feminine.

My mother has always been very feminine, always in high-heeled shoes.

I believe women should be feminine.

I'm still feminine, I'm still a woman, and above all, I'm still human.