Quotes About Expression

De eso me quejo! ¡Es que deberías haber dicho lo que querías! ¿De qué sirve una niña que habla sin sentido? Incluso los chistes deben tener un sentido y los niños son más importantes que los chistes, espero.

So it was that she knew she liked him, loved him as they said in the soppy English books, you were shamed and a fool to say that in Scotland.

The great thing about human language is that it prevents us from sticking to the matter at hand.

She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.

To each his own magic.

I'm a wild girl from a cursed line of women. I paw at the ground and run under the moon. I like the feel of my own body. I'm not a slut or a nympho or someone who's just asking for it. And if I talk too loud it's just that I'm trying to be heard.

The Corporation would like to apologize for the preceding pages. Of course, it's not all right for girls to behave this way. Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she feels good and ready and not one minute before. No. Sexual desire is meant to sell soap. And cars. And beer. And religion.

You've influenced the world not because you wanted to hug it and cuddle it and call it sweet thing, but because one day you wanted to beat the crap out of somebody but you didn't. You made a painting instead.

Men have feelings too, you know. You bruise the petals of my manflower.

Evie didn't mind yelling, but she hated feeling judged. It got under her skin and made her feel small and ugly and unfixable.

Music opens your soul, makes you ready.' - 'Ready for what?' - He smiles big. 'Exactly.

How can my ankles and arms be obscene?

I'd say... Petra crossed her legs, tucked a wayward strand of hair behind her ear. I'd say, I am too fucking fabulous for one gender. Oh, and can we please get rid of the cheesy dance numbers? It's like torture step-ball-change. I'd say I am not a race. I am an individual, Nicole said. Sosie moved her fingers gracefully, but no one understood. She waited for a moment. I would say, learn to hear me in my own voice. I'm hearing impaired, not invisible.

The ladies pass the timee with gossip and hearsay. This is what they have in place of freedom- gime and gossip. Their lives are small and careful. I do not wish to live this way. I should like to make my mark. To venture opinions that may not be polite or even correct but are mine nonetheless. If I am to be hanged for anything, I should like to feel that I go to the gallows on my own strength.

You are truly Satan's sequined spawn.

Sexuality is not meant to be this way - an honest, consensual expression in which a girl might take an active role when she feels good and ready and not one minute before. No. Sexual desire is meant to sell soap. And cars. And beer. And religion.

Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries.

The beast attempts a beautific look that could be mistaken for a bout of painful wind.

Mom's crying a bit, quietly, the way she always does. She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop. I squeeze Mom's hand and she squeezes back. I don't say anything, but at least she knows I've heard her. (Going Bovine)

A pair of Blue Noses on the next bench glared their disapproval at Evie's knee-length dress. Evie decided to give them a real show. She hiked her skirt and, humming jauntily, rolled down her stockings, exposing her legs. It had the desired effect on the Blue Noses, who moved down the platform, clucking about the "disgrace of the young." She would not miss this place.

And if I talk too loud, its just that I'm trying to be heard.

I should like to make my mark. To venture opinions that may not be polite or even correct but are mine nonetheless. If I am to be hanged for anything, I should like to feel that I go to the gallows on my own strength.

I have never felt more ridiculous. If this is what it means to be a woman I am not the slightest bit interested.

sometimes a little crazy is all you need