Friday

“Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it's all a male fantasy: that you're strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren't catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you're unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.”
― Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride

“I have lived a thousand lives and I’ve loved a thousand loves. I’ve walked on distant worlds and seen the end of time. Because I read.”
― George R.R. Martin

“If Grandma had called me up in the middle of the night, at any time in all those years, and said, "Mouse, I need you here," I would have come. I would have gotten in the car and driven all night. I didn't like her and I didn't love her, but I would have come because she asked.”
― T. Kingfisher, The Twisted Ones

“They lay curled up on their sides, arms over their heads, as if they were sleeping or weeping or dead.”
― T. Kingfisher, The Twisted Ones