Quotes About Femininity

a woman has control over her feelings and inner world, a capacity unknown to most men. She can enter at will a deep place within herself where healing and balance are restored.

In our maturer years, when an object of vision is presented to us which bears any similitude to the form of the female bosom . . .we feel a general glow of delight which seems to influence all of our senses . . .

I ain't know what it is to be a girl Mistress Grandsol. I pass straight from child to woman without even a pause for girl between. Girl is a privilege I never know.

She rearranged her legs again. If she kept doing that, it was possible that I might begin to bugle like a stallion. Which would not be dignified. Beth

And I've met a very wonderful woman," I said. "They're all wonderful," Haller said. "Well, many of them," I said. "I love them," Haller said. "The way they talk, how they smell, the way they touch their hair, everything." "I know," I said.

Womanliness means only motherhood; All love begins and ends there.

A man must partly give up being a man With women-folk.

Her beauty was the talk of the valley.It skipped two generations of women in our family, but it sure didn't bypass you, Laila.

She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed

There are women locked in my womb forever, the memory of their birth. All I can do now is liberate the fruit of their wombs. And it may be too late.

Today I found a twenty in the red-lined pocket of my wool coat. There's no twenty-dollar bill in the red lining of my uterus.

Good God," I whispered, sitting on the van's cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy—not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn't-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I took a peek at my armpit, jerking away. Oh, that's just…nasty.

They [women] looked at you-they looked at everything-with a most piercing glance. They were the most curious animals of all, even more than their sisters fox and cat.

Lemme guess, Regin said. You had your introductory spiel all planned, but rational thought deserted you when you saw me stroll in braless.

You forget I'm a goddess," she hissed. "Your goddess." And a bitch as well. But then, weren't all goddesses afflicted with bitchery?

Kaderin didn't believe, as a whole, the nymphs were more beautiful than the Valkyrie, but everything about them screamed, Easy lay! When you don't want to work for it! And curiously, many males found that more appealing than the Valkyrie's Do it and die, simian.

The Empress doesn't get collared, or caged, or tortured. How artfully she beckons, how perfectly she punishes....

She wanted to purr—because apparently central casting had just sent down the consummate virile warlord.

Nix, you beautiful bitch.

Your problem is that you have never fully understood the power of being a desired woman.

I am your friend and you are mine, for always, she said. Such a friend as I never had before. I have had many dear and beloved friends—but there is a something in you, Leslie, that I never found in anyone else. You have more to offer me in that rich nature of yours, and I have more to give you than I had in my careless girlhood. We are both women—and friends forever. They clasped hands and smiled at each other through the tears that filled the gray eyes and the blue.

Motherhood, in the sense of an intense, reciprocal relationship with a particular child, or children, is one part of female process; it is not an identity for all time.

I was fascinated to think about a place where men could be the mothers and I thought of my own song-writing and I decided to have a relationship with their daughters.

I think each woman has her own relationship to beauty.