Lori Furman

“Looking back, this may be the moment my body started to scream—sure I wouldn’t listen, sure I couldn’t listen, it took the job upon itself of stopping me in my tracks.”
― Lena Dunham, Famesick

“He was part of it, but I was most of it. It
was the shift in me that was making this experience—one of pleasure, not
guilty pleasure or rageful pleasure or pleasure that pulsed with a deeper,
unspoken need—possible.

I finally understood, in some exquisite way, the cost of all these years
spent dividing myself in two: little whore or Jack’s baby girl. Needy slut or
loving wife. Grateful fat girl or feminist boss. I couldn’t do it anymore. It
hurt too much, to cleave myself from myself. I just wanted to be in my
body. And there I was.”
― Lena Dunham, Famesick

“You’re the goose that lays the golden egg,” my father had once told me during Girls. He didn’t mean it in a nice way. He meant that the goose may be well-fed, well-nourished, coddled, and celebrated. But nobody protects that goose because they love it—they protect the eggs. And if the goose fails to make eggs, it goes from being a coddled pet to having its head chopped off faster than you can say “duck liver pâté.” Never mistake maintenance for care, attention for love, or even love for empathy.”
― Lena Dunham, Famesick

“Never mistake maintenance for care, attention for love, or even love for empathy.”
― Lena Dunham, Famesick