Quotes About Fluidity

I loved being a man-woman. It's much more interesting than being one or the other.

We carry the ocean within us; our veins mirror the tides.

All words are possible, then, all names. They rain down, all these words, they disintegrate into a powdery avalanche. Belched from the volcano's mouth, they spurt in to the sky, then fall again. In the quivering air, like gelatine, the sounds trace their bubble paths. Can you imagine that?

Cuando la lógica que fija la forma corporal a la práctica social desaparece, cuando las narrativas de sexo, género y corporalidad se relajan y se vuelven menos fijas en relación con la verdad, la autenticidad, la originalidad y la identidad, tenemos el espacio y el tiempo para imaginarnos los cuerpos de otra manera.

When you move like a jellyfish Rhythm don't mean nothing You go with the flow You don't stop Move like a jellyfish Rhythm is nothing You go with the flow You don't stop

Through the years of experience I have found that air offers less resistance than dirt.

This earth is seventy percent water. Hard not to walk into it.

Anyone can be anyone

He was as uncontainable as a handful of water: if you squeezed, it trickled away.

and when he moved it was like watching oil spread across a lake, smooth and fluid, almost vicious

She moved like a wave herself, graceful, but with relentless, driving motion.

Which are you drinking? The water or the wave?

Oh, you're like mercury. You won't be picked up.

It's my experience that the fluidity of sexuality with younger people is more accepted.

The world we experience with our unaided senses is fluid and animate, shifting and transforming in response to our own shifts of position and of mood.

I want to be like water. I want to slip through fingers, but hold up a ship.

Een vriend zegt dat gender voor hem net zoiets is als kleur. Gender en kleur delen een zekere ontologische onbepaaldheid: het klopt niet helemaal om te zeggen dat een voorwerp een kleur ís, noch om te zeggen dat het een kleur hééft. Ook de context verandert: 'alle katten zijn grijs', et cetera. Ook is kleur niet echt iets 'vrijwilligs'. Maar geen van deze formuleringen betekent dat het voorwerp in kwestie 'kleurloos' is.

I am writing all this down in blue ink, so as to remember that all words, not just some, are written in water.

The opinions we hold of one another, our relations with friends and kinfolk are in no sense permanent, save in appearance, but are as eternally fluid as the sea itself.

We need, between us and the fish which, if we saw it for the first time cooked and served on a table, would not appear worth the endless shifts and wiles required to catch it, the intervention, during our afternoons with the rod, of the rippling eddy to whose surface come flashing, without our quite knowing what we intend to do with them, the bright gleam of flesh, the hint of a form, in the fluidity of a transparent and mobile azure.

Às vezes erguia eu os olhos a algum vasto apartamento antigo cujos postigos não estavam fechados e onde homens e mulheres anfíbios, readaptando-se cada noite a viver em outro elemento que de dia, lentamente nadavam no denso licor que, ao anoitecer, surde incessantemente do reservatório das lâmpadas para encher as peças até à borda das suas paredes de pedra e vidro, e no seio do qual eles propagavam, deslocando os corpos, redemoinhos untuosos e dourados.

O lovitur? scurt? în fereastr?, ca ?i cum ceva ar fi izbit-o, urmat? de o ampl? c?dere abia sim?it?, de parc? o mîn? de fire de nisip s-ar fi pr?bu?it de la fereastra de deasupra, apoi mi?carea extinzîndu-se, regularizîndu-se, adoptînd un ritm, devenind fluid?, sonor?, muzical?, atotcuprinz?toare, universal?: începea s? plou?.

Suddenly there came a memory which I had not seen for a long time, for it had remained dissolved in the transparent, fluid expanses of my memory, until it formed into crystals.

Of a different order again were those of M. de Charlus, as we shall presently see, with people wholly unlike Mme. de Villeparisis. In spite of which we must bear in mind that the opinions which we hold of one another, our relations with friends and kinsfolk, are in no sense permanent, save in appearance, but are as eternally fluid as the sea itself.