Quotes About Expression

You and me," she says, "we're two sides of the same coin. Gender's a box you turn inside out, tear up, and sew a gown out of." She says most people are bored and hateful because they can't fuck with the box. They think prison's protection. They take what they're served and think they like it, but deep down they want to be something else, and they'll kill anyone sewing gowns they're afraid to wear.

I learned in high school, if I hold up an effigy, a mask, or a lie, that mask will get all the love, not me.

I," I'll type. And that will be enough. Then there are the other days, when nothing is enough. The poem grins. It grins because it knows it is a terrible poem. It grins in embarrassment. It grins in pity. It grins in superiority. I may be a terrible poem, it grins, but at least I have one comfort. At least I'm not a terrible poet. At least I'm not the guy who sat in front of a typewriter for two hours coming up with the likes of me.

And thank you for not putting it in your book. And fuck you for not putting it in your book.

Then there are the other days, when nothing is enough. The poem grins. It grins because it knows it is a terrible poem. It grins in embarrassment. It grins in pity. It grins in superiority. I may be a terrible poem, it grins, but at least I have one comfort. At least I'm not a terrible *poet*. At least I'm not the guy who sat in front of a typewriter for two hours coming up with the likes of *me*.

Despite my lovely diction I am going to die.

Her voice sounded like a symphony after years of being denied any music

Complaining is good for you as long as you're not complaining to the person you're complaining about.

It still comes as a shock to realize that I don't write about what I know, but in order to find out what I know. —PATRICIA HAMPL If

There was something so liberating about sincerely felt mirth.

And it's stupid to have rules about how long you're allowed to cry and when you're supposed to flip a switch and stop crying. You can't even think. All you can do is feel. So how the heck are you supposed to follow rules?

The fact that this medieval France was almost entirely surrounded by rivers – for a little stream, la Thève, forms its northern boundary – probably gave rise to the expression, Île de France.

Showing up underdressed is as smart as standing in the marketplace and shouting you've become an agent for the crown." "I'd hang myself first. I hate being a female." "Well until you sprout a beard and cock there you are.

She felt uncomfortably warm in her pink snakeskin jacket. The wooden platforms with the neon-green straps and rhinestones were already starting to cramp her toes.

They were dressed in leather like biker chicks. Serena had on platform boots, a tight-fitting motorcycle jacket, and a mini. Jimena wore studded ankle boots, a bareback leather halter top, and a hip-hugging matching skirt.

Italian men understand and appreciate women of volatile temperament." "I hate you," she said again, unable to think of anything more vicious to say in the state she was in.

the author's imagination or are used

Some of the epidemic may overwhelm society as a physical expression of energy hysteria.

we're inclined to say what we think, even when we have not thought very much.

After opening his concert with the American national anthem, Rubinstein stood up and told the audience that he did not see the flag of his own country among the dozens displayed in the Opera House. His next selection, he announced, would therefore be the Polish national anthem. As he played the stirring notes of "Poland Has Not Yet Perished as Long as We Live," the audience burst out in loud, sustained applause.

Ever since her childhood, Wilhelmina later noted, she had been afraid that "people would laugh at me if I showed too much feeling for them.

I lower my head so that you don't see my eyes, to deny you the joy of an exchanged glance,

If I really wanted to say or ask anything important (to her imposing father) I could not trust my tongue to get it right.

I put my chin up and tried to stiffen my upper lip, but found I didn't seem to have any muscles in it.