Quotes & Sayings About Being A Respectful Woman

Everybody has to write out of rage sometimes. — Amy Clampitt

I have had every hair color. I joke with my hair colorist. She keeps sheets of paper on every hair color that I've had, so she has records of it all. She's done my hair since I was 15, and I guess I have a thick folder going because I've had so many different hair colors. — Brittany Snow

I am really very grateful for this Award. It is one of the first given to a woman, and to two women at that. When I first started getting work published, I used to have wistful thoughts at the way all important awards were given to men. Women, I used to think, could be as innovative, imaginative and productive as possible - and women were the ones mostly at work in the field of fantasy for children and young adults - but only let a man enter the field, and people instantly regarded what he had to say and what he did as more Important. He got respectful reviews as well as awards, even if what he was doing - which it often was - was imitating the women. But you have changed all that.
Thank you for being so enlightened.
Women, large-minded, formidable women, have played an almost exclusive part in helping my career. I have hardly ever dealt with a man - at least, when it came to publishing: — Diana Wynne Jones

You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is at one with your life's desire. — John O'Donohue

Black and white are the most ravishing colors of all in film. — Penelope Gilliatt

I love you, Skye. You're in my heart, in my head, under my skin. You're my present and my future. — Stephanie Witter

It's so dark," Patton says. "So late." He closes his eyes and falls back to sleep. — Bill O'Reilly

He is dressed in a long, white robe and in his hand is a white cap. I draw up as he passes down the hall; he does not see me. Shortly I hear a horse leaving. There is much I do not know about him, but tonight I know one of his secrets. He is a midnight rider. — Nancy B. Brewer

If after giving it all that you possibly can, you do lose to the competition, then they really deserve the win. — Nabil N. Jamal

In our methodical American life, we still recognize some magic in summer. Most persons at least resign themselves to being decently happy in June. They accept June. They compliment its weather. They complain of the earlier months as cold, and so spend them in the city; and they complain of the later months as hot, and so refrigerate themselves on some barren sea-coast. God offers us yearly a necklace of twelve pearls; most men choose the fairest, label it June, and cast the rest away. — Thomas Wentworth Higginson