Miriam

“...I realized that the words most often used to define us were words that described our function in relation to others. Even the most benign words- maiden, wife, mother - told the world whether we were virgins or not. What was the male equivalent of maiden? I could not think of it. What was the male equivalent of Mrs., of whore, of common scold?... Which words would define me? Which would be used to judge or contain?”
― Pip Williams, The Dictionary of Lost Words

“LOSS ‘Sorry for your loss, they say. And I want to know what they mean, because it’s not just my boys I’ve lost. I’ve lost my motherhood, my chance to be a grandmother. I’ve lost the easy conversation of neighbours and the comfort of family in my old age. Every day I wake to some new loss that I hadn’t thought of before, and I know that soon it will be my mind.”
― Pip Williams, The Dictionary of Lost Words

“I've suffered from anxieties like these as far back as I can remember, and I will suffer from them as long as any creature is entrusted to me. Sometimes, long before the wall existed, I wished I was dead, so that I could finally cast off my burden. I always kept quiet about this heavy load; a man wouldn't have understood, and the women felt exactly the same way as I did. And so we preferred to chat about clothes, friends and the theater and laugh, keeping our secret, consuming worry in our eyes. Each of us knew about it, and that's why we never discussed it. That was the price we paid for our ability to love.”
― Marlen Haushofer, The Wall

“Es ist der Absolutheitsglaube, der aus Kategorien Käfige macht. Also die vermessene Vorstellung, die eigene begrenzte, limitierte Perspektive auf diese Welt sei komplett, vollständig, universal. Der Hochmut, zu glauben, einen anderen Menschen in seiner ganzen Komplexität abschließend verstehen zu können. Oder gar eine ganze konstruierte Kategorie von Menschen abschließend verstanden zu haben.”
― Kübra Gümüşay, Sprache und Sein