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We need women who are so strong they can be gentle, so educated they can be humble, so fierce they can be compassionate, so passionate they can be rational, and so disciplined they can be free.
Kavita Ramdas (via impetrate)

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Saturday April 19th // Filed under: kavita ramdas, quote,
So when my straight friend asks me why
there is no straight Pride parade
I tell her
you can’t be proud of something
you’ve never had to fight for
— Joanna Hoffman, “Pride” (via mythoftheheart)
Thursday April 17th // Filed under: joanna hoffman, pride, poetry, quote,
She wished at the same time to die and to live in Paris.
Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary (via lifeinpoetry)
Monday April 14th // Filed under: gustave flaubert, madame bovary, quote,

To Be Of Use by Marge Piercy


The people I love the best
jump into work head first  
without dallying in the shallows  
and swim off with sure strokes almost out of sight.  
They seem to become natives of that element,  
the black sleek heads of seals  
bouncing like half submerged balls.  
I love people who harness themselves, an ox to a heavy cart,  
who pull like water buffalo, with massive patience,  
who strain in the mud and the muck to move things forward,  
who do what has to be done, again and again.

I want to be with people who submerge  
in the task, who go into the fields to harvest  
and work in a row and pass the bags along,  
who stand in the line and haul in their places,  
who are not parlor generals and field deserters  
but move in a common rhythm  
when the food must come in or the fire be put out.  
The work of the world is common as mud.  
Botched, it smears the hands, crumbles to dust.  
But the thing worth doing well done  
has a shape that satisfies, clean and evident.  
Greek amphoras for wine or oil,  
Hopi vases that held corn, are put in museums  
but you know they were made to be used.  
The pitcher cries for water to carry  
and a person for work that is real.

Sunday April 13th // Filed under: marge piercy, to be of use, poetry,

When someone asks me about my workout routine


Thursday April 10th // Filed under: gif,
Yes, Sylvia died. And already she has been dead too long. She wrote me a few times from England — but always about her life. About her death she was silent. Damn it. And then, maybe — maybe not — it was her business. Everyone runs around condemning her for it and I say: She had a right! After all she had the suicide in her. As I do. As many of us do. But, if we’re lucky, we don’t get away with it and something or someone forces us to live.
Thursday April 10th // Filed under: anne sexton, quote, tw: suicide,

"I just lost a man!" "Only one? AMATEUR!" Archie’s Girls Betty and Veronica #116 (August 1965)


"I just lost a man!" "Only one? AMATEUR!" Archie’s Girls Betty and Veronica #116 (August 1965)

Wednesday April 9th // Filed under: archie's girls betty and veronica, comics, illustration,
You know what she died of?
Of darkness.
 Samuel Beckett, from Endgame (via violentwavesofemotion)

(via lifeinpoetry)

Wednesday April 9th // Filed under: samuel beckett, quote,
I read a lot. I love books. If they came in a bottle, I’d be a drunk too.
—   Alyxandra Harvey, Bleeding Hearts (via littledallilasbookshelf)t (via booksarehereforyou)

(via royhkeasuttura)

Monday April 7th // Filed under: alyxandra harvey, quote, books,