Victoria

“Who says you can’t be cute and kick ass at the same time?” Kenji winks at me. “I do it every day.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Restore Me

“Porque el ideal de la mujer blanca, seductora pero no puta, bien casada pero no a la sombra, que trabaja pero sin demasiado éxito para no aplastar a su hombre, delgada pero no obsesionada con la alimentación, que parece indefinidamente joven pero sin dejarse desfigurar por la cirugía estética, madre realizada pero no desbordada por los pañales y por las tareas del colegio, buen ama de casa pero no sirvienta, cultivada pero menos que un hombre, esta mujer blanca, feliz que nos ponen delante de los ojos, esa a la que deberíamos hacer el esfuerzo de parecernos (...) nunca me la he encontrado en ninguna parte. Es posible incluso que no exista.”
― Virginie Despentes, King Kong théorie

“I know,” he said, looking down at himself — skin like papier-mache, ribs like violin strings. “I am not — I mean, I look —”

“Beautiful,” she said, and the word was a pronouncement. “You are beautiful, James Carstairs.”
― Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

“I lost her.
She hates me.
She hates me and I repulse her and I might never see her again, and it is entirely my own doing.
This notebook might be all I have left of her.

But part of me is terrified. This might not end well. This might not be anything I want to see. And so help me, if this turns out to be some kind of diary concerning her thoughts and feelings about Kent, I might just throw myself out the window.”
― Tahereh Mafi, Destroy Me