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

“You don't have to do it just because I asked, Mouse."
I paused. The correct answer was, Yes, I know. The true answer was, Yes, I do.”
― T. Kingfisher, The Twisted Ones

“It was so strange and solemn and lonely, like a hollow temple of dead heathen gods.”
― T. Kingfisher, The Twisted Ones

“Would rather die in fear and glory than needled to death in this wretched house.”
― T. Kingfisher, The Twisted Ones