Girls
Quotes - My mother always told me that to be a girl one must be especially
clever
“Her
mother bought her a burgundy pair of VANS summer shoes in Italy, and they took
a picture of her laughing happily while holding them in her hand in an
exaggerated scene, as if they had been teasing him to take a picture of her for
her boyfriend in a park somewhere in Italy.
Shortly
after, she started wearing them in Barcelona and cut off the tiny VANS logo
with a scissor. When I asked her why, she tried to avoid answering at first
until she said something like she didn't like it, or that they looked better
without the tiny black VANS logos. It was suspicious that someone must have
told her the urban legend in Barcelona soon after her Italian vacation, that
VANS stands for „Vans Are Nazi Shoes.” It became more and more obvious in
Barcelona that my life was in danger, as an awful vibe surrounded us due to the
construction.
It
was mostly caused by rich tourists who I had never seen do much work in life,
too high to take on a task as simple as changing a password on a bank account
on an iPhone app – a crime organisation, quite international already and
increasingly so, with a growing number of participants and secrets becoming
more and more dangerous, I thought, and I wasn’t wrong, I just couldn’t see the
whole picture yet as I was blindfolded. As if her nickname, Stupid Bunny which
she had printed out at Ample Store with Adam, was a cute, nice thing, a
reassurance after the day before she had been crying for some unknown reason
and printing out the phrase, “You never loved me, you just broke my heart.”
That couldn't have been further from the truth. She would fidget around and
draw at home, and I didn't realise she was bored of being with me when she had
so many other options in her mind because of what others had fed her, as if I
was a monogamist who wouldn’t forgive her for cheating or making a mistake.
Even if I had seen her, when she showed up at home she seemed in love with
herself, watching herself in the mirror in her new tight, short shorts. It was
weird. I had noticed something strange in Martina for a while now and I
couldn’t put my finger on it. I thought it was only the drugs she was secretly
doing behind my back, but I was far away from having all the answers.”
―
Tomas Adam Nyapi, BARCELONA MARIJUANA MAFIA
“Last
night's harsh phone call seemed to be a distant memory as we spent the day in
the snow with my new fake friends, going for one last turn on the mountain
while I drank boiled wine at the bottom of the ski lift at the hutte.
I
honestly told Anette in the ski lift during the day what Sabrina had told me on
the phone the night before, but she remained silent and didn't seem surprised
for some reason.
I
didn't think Anette would conspire with Betty to test me or win me.
I
didn’t think they would conspire with Sabrina but perhaps I didn’t know her
well enough to assume what she was capable of when jealous, mad, sad, confused
or in love.
Perhaps
they did not.
Everything
I don't know.
I
try to write here all that I know and have managed to figure out, taking a long
time.
I
try to share what I have been through because I am sure that others will find
it useful to learn from my mistakes, faults, sins, virtues, and so on. Perhaps
only my luck, good or bad, I don't know.
I
could not have figured out what happened if I had not written down exactly how
things unfolded in order to be able to see through it all and comprehend what
really happened since I bought that Roberto Saviano book and met Sabrina.
Perhaps
the women had been conspiring for one reason or another; perhaps they had not.
Nonetheless, it was odd.
„Water
is wet, the sky is blue, women have secrets. Who gives a f..k?” – Joe
Hallenbeck
Do
all men have to be natural-born and supernatural detectives like Bruce Willis
in all his movies, or in The Last Boy Scout?
I'm
not sure how many coincidences can fit so strangely into reality by chance, or
is it all manipulation? Is it all because of the story of Eve and the snake and
the apple?”
―
Tomas Adam Nyapi, BARCELONA MARIJUANA MAFIA
“...the
shoes were devil shoes. They ran away from their creator, who now rested
peacefully at the Heavenly Father’s side. For hundreds of years they have gone
from one girl to another, stirring up inappropriate desires. And girls in red
shoes never return home.”
―
Intan Paramaditha, Wędrówka
“There
are girls who do not like real life. When they hear the harsh belches of its
engines approaching along the straight road that leads from childhood, through
adolescence to adultery, they dart into a side turning. When they take their
hands away from their eyes, they find themselves in the gallery of the ballet.
There they sit for many years feeding their imaginations on those fitful
glimpses of a dancer's hand or foot which seats in the upper parts of theatres
afford. When I was young I too 'adored' the ballet. For me its charm was that
one of the dancers might break his neck, but what appeals to these girls is the
moonlit atmosphere of love and death which the withering hand of truth can
never compromise. During the intervals they hold hands, numbed by excessive
applause, with the homosexual young man who is bound to be sitting on their
right or left. Even the boys, who have no positive intention of deceiving them,
are drawn into a relationship damaging to the girls. After a lot of squeaking
at the bus stop when the ballet is over, the young men pursue on the way home
other interests, which at least yield a morsel of satisfaction. The girls can
do nothing but return to their joss-stick-perfumed nunneries. From this
position there is no way back. They can only stay where they are until, in
middle age, they awaken to the realization that they don't know a single person
who isn't queer. Then they move on to the uncharted quicksands of nudism, Yoga,
vegetarianism and other diseases of the soul too terrible to name.”
―
Quentin Crisp, The Naked Civil Servant
“Since
I was now a part of the Being-A-Girl-Sucks club…”
―
Nina Chapman , Micah McKinney and the Boys of Summer
“The
final girl survives because she can be just as
ruthless
as the monster who wants to destroy her.”
―
R.M. Romero, The Ghosts of Rose Hill
“It
was terrifying, the idea that we could fall asleep girls, minty breathed and
nightgowned, and wake up to find ourselves wolves.”
―
Nina LaCour, We Are Okay
“My
mother always told me that to be a girl one must be especially clever.”
―
Marlowe Granados, Happy Hour
“We
feel chased. It doesn't matter if it's only by our own shadows.”
―
Dizz Tate, Brutes
“Shut
your gob. If you love someone, never use the word pataana. If you love the
girl, then respect the girl.”
―
Ashwini Rudra, Delhi via Lucknow: Once, love travelled this route
“I
lay a dress on the white sheets,
and
see the monster
nod
his approval.
A
girl who intends to run
doesn't
bring
a
wardrobe with her.
(But
a girl who intends to fight does.)”
―
R.M. Romero, The Ghosts of Rose Hill
“There
is a very common feeling among sapphic people where you feel slightly predatory
for being interested in girls. I think that comes from a lot of deep-rooted
homophobia, which perpetuates the idea that queer attraction is depraved.”
―
Essie Dennis, Queer Body Power: Finding Your Body Positivity
“You
know what? Who cares what normal is, Simone. Let's protest. From now on we're
the anti-normal, anti-average, anti-standard. You can eat when you want to,
I'll wear what I want, and we'll die with a packet of chips in our hand and a
tablecloth on our head.”
―
Randa Abdel-Fattah, Does My Head Look Big In This?
“We
don’t need something to have happened to talk about it, though. Teenage girls
don’t get enough credit for this, their ability to see the potential import of
everything, no matter how insignificant it seems, and analyze it endlessly.
It’s written off—we’re written off—as silly, but it’s the opposite. We
understand instinctively that change is slow. If you’re not paying attention,
you’ll miss it.”
―
Laurie Frankel, One Two Three
“Oh,
she was a great beauty," Maggie replied, and Hetty nodded in agreement.
"The
clearest blue-green eyes, and skin like peaches, with a splendid dusting of
freckles," she said.
"And
her hair -- 'twas flaming red, and fell in marvellous profusion," Maggie
added. "We used to call her Queen Elizabeth -- in jest, you understand,
for the real Queen was quite fearsome I do believe. Mrs Bramstone almost hated
Bessie I think, for how lovely she was".”
―
Clementine Darling, The Lost Children of Gloam's End
“She's
all science-y, which is cool, especially for a girl. It should not matter. But
it does. Cuz we're not living in the future yet and people really do
stereotype.”
―
Adele Parks, Just My Luck
“That's
what people never understand: They see us hard little pretty things, brightly
lacquered and sequin-studded, and they laugh, they mock, they arouse
themselves. They miss everything. You see, these glitters, and sparkle dusts
and magicks? It's war paint, it's feathers and claws, it's blood sacrifice.”
―
Megan Abbott, Dare Me
“You
can spot the girls who have it easy. I don't even have to describe them for
you. You can spot the girls who will get by on smarts. You can spot the girls
who will get by because they are tough or athletic. And then there is me.”
―
Kathleen Glasgow, Girl in Pieces
“Don't
let her fill your head. She's the destroying type.”
―
Brooke Lea Foster, Summer Darlings
“Khun
Mae went to bed past midnight. After a few minutes, her mouth opened. Her hair
was a dark cloud on the pillow. Up and up, she drifted above her bed, through
the white mosquito nets, until she was as light as a sea bird. She drifted
through the open flap of her window, into the balmy night air. Through the
rainstorm, she flew, over the city of Bangkok and
its
blurry lights, until the stars themselves, guided this bird on her journey into
the mountains, and
above
Tham Luang cave.”
―
Suzy Davies
“A
trophy isn't special if it wasn't hard to get.”
―
Lukas Lagersson
“In
a world that tells girls we shouldn't be angry, even as our lives are ripped
from our grasps. When I throw the brick, I picture myself as a small child
throwing pennies in a pond making wishes. So, tonight, I wish too, and the wish
begins, "If only. . . If only this world loved living girls as much as it
loved dead ones.”
―
Kyrie McCauley, We Can Be Heroes
“I
had a girlfriend that would go out on the town for a ‘girls night out’ and
would roll in after sunrise, claiming that she could not get a taxi home. I
dumped her after several occurrences of it!”
―
Steven Magee
“But
[social media] is also the greatest enabler of relational aggression since the
invention of language, and the evidence available today suggests that girls'
mental health has suffered as a result.”
―
Greg Lukianoff & Jonathan Haidt, The Coddling of the American Mind: How
Good Intentions and Bad Ideas Are Setting up a Generation for Failure
“Starting
from middle childhood, however, boys and girls begin to take part in different
social worlds with specific sets of challenges; moreover, sex differences in
muscle mass and strength, bone density, and adiposity become more pronounced,
giving boys a definite advantage in dealing with physical danger.”
―
Marco del Giudice, Evolutionary Psychopathology: A Unified Approach
“I
am always moved by that seldom-used treasure, the sweetness with which most
girls can sing.”
―
Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Cat’s Cradle
“The
land of equal opportunity: Get to work ladies!”
―
Steven Magee
“You
know I always say that a
healthy
appetite for books leads to a girl with more than looks.”
―
Rachel Coker, Interrupted: A Life Beyond Words
“It's
so easy, to split girls into sexy or nerdy, smart or pretty. One or the other.
Us versus them. 'There are two kinds of women, those who do xyz, or those who
do abc.' But that's not true. There are billions of types of women, infinite
possible combinations, and people change over time. Why do we want to regulate
ourselves into a tidy little box? Limit ourselves?”
―
Penny Reid, Kissing Galileo
“She's
beautiful. A girl with glow. Eighteen years old, but the kind of eighteen they
write about in books. The kind of eighteen that lives faster than the speed of
hurt.
A
girl who has no reason at all to believe she isn't permanent.”
―
Courtney Summers, Sadie
“Girls
raised in dangerous, stressed or abusive environments are more likely to have a
range of mental health issues, are typically more avoidant or reactive and are
less able subsequently to parent as successfully as might otherwise have been
the case.”
―
Riadh Abed, Evolutionary Psychiatry: Current Perspectives on Evolution and
Mental Health
“Hers
was not an easy sleep. Through her dreams there came and went the young girls
of her mother’s stories: girls who had left their little houses against the
rules and custom. Some of them were bitten by snakes and died at once; some of
them lived long enough to bring shame and sorrow to their families, and then
died; and there was the one who cut herself and sucked her own blood and liked
the taste so much, she ate more and more of herself, becoming nothing but a
head—a Cannibal Head—which devoured her parents and her brothers and sisters
and then rolled horribly over the earth with an insatiable need always to eat
human flesh, more and more and more.”
―
Theodora Kroeber, The Inland Whale: Nine Stories Retold from California Indian
Legends
“She
smelled too. Like a 22 year old girl. He tried to place that smell but he
couldn't.
It
seemed like a mixture of skin lotion and confidence.”
―
Steven Wright, Harold
“I
had suspected gay friends at school, they came out as adults. They liked to
hang out with the girls and had feminine behaviors and voices.”
―
Steven Magee
“It
is weird to see two guys or girls kissing or holding hands in public.”
―
Steven Magee
