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“He smiled the most exquisite smile, veiled by memory, tinged by dreams.”
― Virginia Woolf, To the Lighthouse

“***
mój dom jest teraz pełen zasadzek
lepiej nie przychodź do mojego domu
są tam moje usta czerwone jak pamięć
i moje ręce - zwierzęta o sierści zwinnej
i moje oczy - latarnie na morzu
i krzyk moich oczu - bo czas pochmurny
i tuż przy drzwiach stoją moje nie obute stopy i żebrzą
i cały pokój jest chłodny od lęku
i ciemny od pragnienia”
― Halina Poświatowska

“he moment I look at you, then for me to make any sound won't work. My tongue is broken, and at once a delicate fire rushes beneath my skin. With my eyes I see nothing, and my ears make a roar. Sweat pours down me, and a trembling seizes me all over.”
― Sapho

“Often father and daughter look down on mother (woman) together. They exchange meaningful glances when she misses a point. They agree that she is not bright as they are, cannot reason as they do. This collusion does not save the daughter from the mother’s fate.”
― Bonnie Burstow, Radical Feminist Therapy: Working in the Context of Violence