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“Peter shrugs again. God, she is sick of his boyish shrugs, his boyish grins, his boyish everything because he will never grow up.”
― Kelly Ann Jacobson, Tink and Wendy

“I myself cried when I got angry, then became unable to explain why I was angry in the first place. Later I would discover this was endemic among female human beings. Anger is supposed to be "unfeminine" so we suppress it -until it overflows. I could see that not speaking up made my mother feel worse. This was my first hint of the truism that depression is anger turned inward; thus women are twice as likely to be depressed. My mother paid a high price for caring so much, yet being able to do so little about it. In this way, she led me toward am activist place where she herself could never go.”
― Gloria Steinem, My Life on the Road

“I'm looking for something new to believe in that isn't the way people yearn at night in the city.”
― Constance Renfrow, Songs of My Selfie: An Anthology of Millennial Stories

“I don't want her to see how I had hoped to pity her -- how I had thought, maybe, I was meant to.”
― Constance Renfrow, "The Edge of Happiness" Songs of my Selfie