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“Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. From the moment I was conceived I was doomed to sprout breasts and ovaries rather than penis and scrotum; to have my whole circle of action, thought and feeling rigidly circumscribed by my inescapable feminity. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars--to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording--all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night...”
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

“Love After Love

The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other's welcome,

and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you

all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,

the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.”
― Derek Walcott, Collected Poems, 1948-1984

“ქართული ენით ყველაფერი გამოითქმება, რაც დედამიწაზე შეიძლება გამოითქვას რაგინდარა ენით. აზრი არ მოიპოვება არც ერთ ენაზე, რუსეთის ან დასავლეთის ევროპისა, რომ არა თუ ქართველმა სავსებით ვერ გამოთქვას, არამედ მხატვრულ ყალიბში ვერ ჩამოასხას. ქართული ენა, განსაკუთრებით, ცოცხალი ქართული ენა, მაღალმხატვრულად გამოსახავს ყოველ აზრს და დაუმახინჯებლად და შეურყვნელად გადმოსცემს, ისე მდიდრულია ქართული ენა. შეიძლება ითქვას, შინაგანი თვისებებით იგი მსოფლიო ენაა”
― ნიკო მარი

“I Became a free woman when I decided to stop dreaming, freedom that is waiting for nothing .. and anticipation is a state of slavery" - Ahlam (Chaos of the Senses)”
― Ahlam Mosteghanemi, فوضى الحواس