Quotes About Empowerment

Show them the pattern. Give them permission to do what they wanted to do all along.

This is your body. Yours. No one but you has the responsibility to keep it, to keep yourself, whole. If someone pins you to the ground, what will you do?

Anger isn't a bad thing. It's just a feeling. Learn it. Understand it.

Your mother has built you a place where you can speak your word openly. Now she asks you to use that for her, and for yourself of course.

It was strange, seeing her in clothes I had not bought or lent her, drinking wine she had selected without my advice, without needing me there.

Here on her own turf she looked different: more whole and competent; denser somehow.

Her back was very straight as she walked away, despite the fact that, on top of jet lag, she must have been up all night taking charge of my life.

Without anyone to please, she no longer bent and swayed. No longer willow but oak.

Remember when you asked me why I didn't hit Geordie? It was because I don't know how. That little girl in Arkansas doesn't, either. You do. I know that.

You are a seer overwhelmed by vision, not a silly maid who can't hold her drink. You will not hide. You will not hang your head. You will smile. You will eat. You will make a show of drinking your wine. One more sip of this. Good. Now gather your wits.

Hild looked down at the water, at herself, a woman. A woman who knows. Standing like a queen. Light of the world. Queen of the world.

Money shouldn't frighten people. It's a tool. A very versatile one.

She had sworn to be totem and token to her people, to light their path, not darken it.

After some months on the road she was taller still, her muscles hard but her smile more ready.

What do I want to do with drawing? I want to draw Wonder Woman every day. That was the moment. It changed everything.

Nature didn't tell me Don't be poor; and certainly didn't say: Get rich; but she did shout: Always be independent!

Nature never said to me: Do not be poor; still less did she say: Be rich; her cry to me was always: Be independent.

To write, for a lesbian, is to learn to take down the patriarchal posters in her room. It means learning to live with bare walls for a while. It means learning how not to be afraid of the ghosts which assume the color of the bare wall.

women laugh in such ways that we can't see the fences in their breathing

If you are wronged and do nothing but sulk about it, you wrong yourself even further.

Even as I worried, I admired her strength and unwillingness to give in to the virus in her blood. "I'm fighting to show that I can still succeed," she told me once. "An HIV-positive person is not a disable person. I still have my dreams.

Violence against women is an appalling human rights violation. But it is not inevitable. We can put a stop to this.

I don't believe fundamentally in anything but the awakening of spirit, hope, and freedom.

A door to an alternate self. This self was another Alice, not the childhood Alice: capable, free in the world, independent.