womanhood

Men can go to hell! I__l meet them there.

I feel different, better, about my personal life as well as my professional life. So much confidence comes simply because I have reached this very good age. Women my age today are forging new ground. Society stops defining us by our reproductive capacity, sexual attractiveness, or other traditional measures, so we become liberated from stereotype. We are freed to grow into our full selves.I couldn__ have allowed myself to feel so positive in the past. When I was at the height of my film career, I didn__ have the kind of respect I now have from the theatrical community. I hadn__ yet proved that I have the chops for the stage. But now I have a stature I__e never before enjoyed.Virginia Woolf herself observed that when her Aunt Mary left her enough money to live on, her financial independence meant she __eed not hate_ or __latter any man._ She said this was of even more value to her freedom and autonomy than the right to vote.

We are diamonds in the roughThrough the thrust and toil, we come out strongWe are the breath of the earth,Our wombs tell of humanity's birthWe are seeds splattered on putrid soilsStill we sprout, through every stormWe are not here to survive,We are here to live...Inward and outwardIn the incandescence of our existenceYes, our voices may sometimes be brokenBut our spirit remains indestructible. We are women, unapologetically!

What else is as beautiful as a woman?

Woman" in the abstract is young, and, we assume, charming. As they get older they pass off the stage, somehow, into private ownership mostly, or out of it altogether.

The best I can say, it's like this. A man's in his skin, see, like a nut in its shell ... It's hard and strong, that shell, and it's all full of him. Full of grand man-meat, man-self. And that's all. That's all there is.A woman's a different thing entirely. Who knows where a woman begins and ends? Listen mistress, I have roots, I have roots deeper than this island. Deeper than the sea, older than the raising of the lands. I go back into the dark ... I go back into the dark! Before the moon I am, what a woman is, a woman of power, a woman's power, deeper than the roots of trees, deeper than the roots of islands, older than the Making, older than the moon. Who dares ask questions of the dark? Who'll ask the dark its name?

Women waste so much time wearing no perfume. As for me, in every step that I have taken in life, I have been accompanied by an exquisite perfume!

What__ the worst possible thing you can call a woman? Don__ hold back, now.You__e probably thinking of words like slut, whore, bitch, cunt (I told you not to hold back!), skank.Okay, now, what are the worst things you can call a guy? Fag, girl, bitch, pussy. I__e even heard the term __angina.__otice anything? The worst thing you can call a girl is a girl. The worst thing you can call a guy is a girl. Being a woman is the ultimate insult. Now tell me that__ not royally fucked up.

Anything may happen when womanhood has ceased to be a protected occupation.

A Jewish woman in exile in the 1930s is an antihero.

Thirty years of marriage to Erasto had taught her much, namely that men were reckless by nature, full of bluster, most incompetent, the rest fortunate to have a wife to keep them from allowing their innate ineptitude to engulf all around them.

She could just pack up and leave, but she does not visualize what's beyond ahead.

Never did the world make a queen of a girl who hides in houses and dreams without traveling.

Expose Yourself to True Friendship for It Heals, encourages and lifts you higher.

To a woman sexual intimacy is more a tool to get mentally close to her partner than merely a means to physical pleasure.

I don't know what it is with you, but I somehow become more a woman when ever your around.

Mystery is what makes women, woman. A woman without mystery is no woman. She is a girl who has yet discovered the depths of her heart.

She is that maze,the one you would love to chase.She is the faith,quite missing nowadays.And her heart is a rave,with hopeless barricades.She is the one,whose tears flow,just as lavishly,as her laughter roars!