I am myself. That is not enough.
Source: Plath, Sylvia. “The Jailer.” (via wordsnquotes)
I have never found anybody who could stand to accept the daily demonstrative love I feel in me, and give it back as good as I give.
Source: Sylvia Plath (via alonesomes)
So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them.
Source: Sylvia Plath (via wordsnquotes)
If tomorrow, women woke up and decided they really liked their bodies, just think how many industries would go out of business.
Source: Dr. Gail Dines (via thisislizheather)
A woman without a man is like a fish without a bicycle.
Source: Gloria Steinem (via proudtobeyou)
I have not lived as a woman. I have lived as a man. I’ve just done what I damn well wanted to, and I’ve made enough money to support myself, and I ain’t afraid of being alone.
Source: Katherine Hepburn (via shaefierce)
little dark girl with
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won’t flinch and
i won’t blame
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won’t blame you,
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
who made me laugh
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won’t use it
Source: Charles Bukowski, “Raw With Love” (via wordsnquotes)
I assure you that even the most beautiful women are not pretty all over. They have merely learned to use clothes deftly enough to give
others the impression that they are.
Source: Edith Head (via glamour)
Only mystery makes us live. Only mystery.
Source: Federico García Lorca, Le Poète À New York (via observando)
If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happened better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb. (Don’t Hesitate)
Source: Mary Oliver (via observando)