Quotes About Femininity

Indian summer is like a woman. Ripe, hotly passionate, but fickle, she comes and goes as she pleases so that one is never sure whether she will come at all, nor for how long she will stay.

she hadn't realised how much she missed the company of women who laughed, women who spoke their own minds, women who didn't give a shit for anything.

The woman's form under the blankets was barely visible from the doorway, yet Allander could sense the inconsistency of her femininity. It scared him, the inconsistency. It always had.

Anyone who says he can see through women is missing a lot.

it's raining womens voices as if they were dead even in memory

Ses mains alors s'épanouirent Comme des fleurs de soir et luirent, Ses yeux dont soudain s'éblouirent Les dormantes glaces d'effroi De voir bayer leur sombre dame, Princesse ou fée ou simple femme

Pedí a las bailarinas que no se abochornaran por la sangre. Era la condición femenina expresándose en forma natural y bastaba de avergonzarse por ello. Debíamos mostrar —según matizaba Lucien— «aquello que nos negamos a ver, pero está ahí».

no hay dos miradas a una mujer desnuda iguales, no hay dos desnudeces exactas, como no existe las misma ave a cazar, aunque haya sido cazada antes, escapada y vuelta a cazar en el mismo sitio, el momento las hace diferentes.

She sniffed her armpit discreetly and ran a hand through her hair.

Cada mujer tiene su sonrisa propia y esa suave dilatación de los labios toma formas infinitas, perceptibles apenas, pero que les sirve de sello.

painted moth-eyebrows

I'm not really beautiful,' she said to herself, 'but tonight I feel beautiful. And I look like a girl who feels beautiful.' (84)

No, I have no desire to be a feminist, I just want to be a female,

To fly/steal is woman's gesture, to steal into language to make it fly.

Women's imaginary is inexhaustible, like music, painting, writing: their stream of phantasms is incredible.

And I want to become a woman I can love. I want to meet women who love themselves, who are alive, who are not debased, overshadowed, wiped out.

Men say that there are two unrepresentable things: death and the feminine sex. That's because they need femininity to be associated with death; it's the jitters that gives them a hard-on! for themselves! They need to be afraid of us. Look at the trembling Perseuses moving backward toward us, clad in apotropes. What lovely backs! Not another minute to lose. Let's get out of here.

The wisdom of a woman lies in her sensuality.

He asked himself what is a woman standing on the stairs in the shadow, listening to distant music, a symbol of. If he were a painter he would paint her in that attitude. Her blue felt hat would show off the bronze of her hair against the darkness and the dark panels of her skirt would show off the light ones. Distant Music he would call the picture if he were a painter.

He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder.

To be presented, Babs for Bim bushi? Of courts and with enticers. Up, girls, and at him! Alone? Alone what? I mean, our strifestirrer, does she do fleurty winkies with herself. Pussy is never alone, (...)

Her bosom was as a bird's, soft and slight, slight and soft as the breast of some dark-plumaged dove. But her long fair hair was girlish: and girlish, and touched with the wonder of mortal beauty, her face.

he knew the way to take a woman when he sent me the 8 big poppies because mine was the 8th

Why have women such eyes of witchery?