Quotes About Femininity

First time I got the full sight of Shug Avery long black body with it black plum nipples, look like her mouth, I thought I had turned into a man

This book is dedicated with tenderness and respect to the blameless vulva

And so our mothers and grandmothers have, more often than not anonymously, handed on the creative spark, the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see; or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read. Guided by my heritage of a love of beauty and a respect for strength—in search of my mother's garden, I found my own.

My heart hurt so much I can't believe it. How can it keep beating, feeling like this? But I'm a woman. I love you, I say. Whatever happen, whatever you do, I love you.

I also began to understand how alone woman is, because of her body.

I lie back on the bed and haul up my dress. Yank down my bloomers. Stick the looking glass tween my legs. Ugh. All that hair. Then my pussy lips be black. Then inside look like a wet rose. It a lot prettier than you thought, ain't it? she say from the door.

Shug act more manly than most men, I mean she upright, honest. Speak her mind and the devil take the hindmost, he say. You know Shug will fight, he say. Just like Sofia. She bound to live her life and be herself no matter what. Mr. -- thin all this is stuff men do. But Harpo not like this, I tell him. You not like this. What Shug got is womanly it seem like to me. Specially since she and Sofia the ones got it.

They'd been attacked by lions, stampeded by elephants, flooded out by rains, made war on by "natives." The tales they told were simply incredible. There they sat on a heavily antimacassared horsehair sofa, two prim and proper ladies in ruffles and lace, telling these stupendous stories over tea.

Because, when it came down to it, power depended only on a woman's body not letting her down.

It's a sad fact but women, women like me, that is, we're starting to get the diseases of men; the coronaries, the strokes, the stomach cancer. But men aren't getting the diseases of women, We turned ourselves into men to succeed in a world designed by them for them, but they never learned to be us, and maybe they never will.

She always told us there were two types of women. Those who are lit from the outside and those who are lit from within. The first needs the shimmer of a diamond to maker her sparkle, but for the other, her beauty is illuminated through the sheer light of her soul.

The mind, the heart, the womb. Those three are all threaded in a sacred dance. A woman's pelvis is like an hourglass with the capacity to tell time. It both creates and shelters life. When a mother's diet in insufficient, nutrients are pulled from her own teeth and bone. Women are built to be selfless.

A woman's pelvis is like an hourglass with the capacity to tell time. It both creates and shelters life. When the mother's diet is insufficient, nutrients are pulled from her own teeth and bone. Women are built to be selfless.

LIMB, n. The branch of a tree or the leg of an American woman.

Skin like ivory, perfect; A goddess, she must be. Slender fingers, unadorned; beautiful simplicity. A single teardrop; when did it fall? Could this goddess be mortal, after all?

I learned about women -- how we are made into the women we've become, how we shape ourselves, how we shape each other.

The best cop I met was a female and her name was Mother Nature. - Huffington Post http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/02/05/cold-weather-crime_n_4730512.html

A menudo las mujeres pierden la ternura de sus primeros años del mismo modo que un niño pierde los dientes de leche.

I wear my headwrap because because a headwrap is a crown, and I am a queen. [—Erykah Badu]

Shouldn't you be putting on makeup and curling you hair, doing girly stuff?" "I consider doing you girly stuff.

Each time I look at you, I marvel at the feat of organic engineering that's allowed you to create such a fortification within a perfect composition of female flesh.

The society of women is the element of good manners.

The Eternal Feminine draws us on.

A woman is a vehicle of life. Life has overtaken her. Woman is what it is all about-the giving of birth and the giving of nourishment.