Sophie

“Cities allow us to extract some of the transactional services that were assumed to be an integral, gendered aspect of traditional marriage and enjoy them as actual transactional service, for which we pay. This dynamic also permits women to function in the world in a way that was once impossible, with the city serving as spouse and, sometimes, true love.”
― Rebecca Traister, All the Single Ladies: Unmarried Women and the Rise of an Independent Nation

“Scars aren’t evidence of failure,” she said softly. “They are proof of survival.”
― Erica Ridley, Never Say Duke

“Sometimes when you feel like a piece of garbage, or an alien from another planet, or more like a weapon than a real person, you have to be nice to yourself to remember how to feel human again. It's like taking care of a pet. You like cats, right? If you had a cat I know you would be buying it catnip and cat toys and fancy all-meat cat food and some kind of crazy deluxe cat bed. You'd be petting it all the time, and brushing its fur out every day so it was all fluffy and everything, right? Even if you were feeling like shit you'd take care of the cat, because that's just what you have to do when you have responsibility for an innocent animal that can't take care of itself.”

“I'm the c-cat?”

“Yeah, you're the cat.”
― spitandvinegar, Ain't No Grave (Can Keep My Body Down)

“I'm your f-friend?” says the Winter Soldier, kind of perking up a little. Sam almost starts crying himself. It's like those videos on youtube of people rescuing fighting dogs who start out all skinny and mean and growly and end up all fat and happy and rolling around licking people. He just wants to be loved, man, it's not his fault that he's all scarred up and scary with a missing front leg and doggie anxiety, and do they make ThunderShirts for humans? Because Sam needs to buy a set in supersoldier sizes.”
― spitandvinegar