Cherrie Quotes & Sayings

So ... what are you up to?" she asked.
"I'm looking at a pretty girl."
Huh? If this were texting, that would definitely earn a WTF reply. "Okaay ... "
"She's blonde, wearing blue and standing with two friends. She's talking on her phone, probably to some unworthy jerk, but damn, I wish I were him. — Cherrie Lynn

A writer will write with or without a movement; but at the same time, for Chicano, lesbian, gay and feminist writers-anybody writing against the grain of Anglo misogynist culture-political movements are what have allowed our writing to surface from the secret places in our notebooks into the public sphere. — Cherrie Moraga

In 1984, I turned to theater in the hopes of finding a more direct form of communication between me and my people. — Cherrie Moraga

Smell remembers and tells the future ... Smell is home or loneliness. Confidence or betrayal. Smell remembers. — Cherrie Moraga

I want to bury myself so deep inside you, you'll think you won't ever get me out — Cherrie Lynn

Her mind was blank and her heart and body ruled. And those? They were his property. — Cherrie Lynn

The nationalism I seek is one that decolonizes the brown and female body as it decolonizes the brown and female earth — Cherrie Moraga

W-what do you want?"
That flat black stare lifted to her face again. This time she felt certain it was pulling her in. "You."
She blinked, pressing her thighs together in a feeble attempt to squelch the unsettling throb between them. "I don't understand."
"I think you do."
"You want me to take his place? I cannot - "
"No. I want you naked and writhing beneath me. — Cherrie Lynn

But it is not really difference the oppressor fears so much as similarity. — Cherrie Moraga

Sometimes a breakdown can be the beginning of a kind of breakthrough, a way of living in advance through a trauma that prepares you for a future of radical transformation. — Cherrie Moraga

Death growls mostly bore me. Who
wants to hear the Cookie Monster?
Sing your fucking lyrics. Put some
emotion behind it."
And Ghost's usual retaliation.
"Aw, I'm sorry. Do you need a hug,
emo boy? You know, you might
want to cross your legs. Your
vagina is showing."
"Suck my dick."
"I know you'd like that, but
Candace would have to return it
first."
"Burn! — Cherrie Lynn

Brian was flinging the door open and bellowing, "Hello!" while Ian stalled at the threshold ...
"Dude."
Brian looked back at him. "What are you, a fuckin' vampire? — Cherrie Lynn

Books, books and more books. Her main indulgence. — Cherrie Lynn

Whoever the guy was who taught her to suck c**k, he wanted to buy him a beer and punch his fucking lights out. — Cherrie Lynn

That was the big cure-all with these people, wasn't it? Girl got you down? Get laid. No money? Get laid. Armageddon ensuing? Get laid a lot. — Cherrie Lynn

Love is the most powerful healing force of all. But past
demons have a way of ripping open old wounds, and
threatening the survival of even the strongest friendship ... — Cherrie Lynn

That's what you wanted me for," he all but growled. His dick was going to cuss him for a bastard if he didn't get inside her. But he'd just have to take it. This was about leaving her wanting more. "Wasn't it? To get you dirty. That's why you know you're going to let me do it. After I leave and you cool down, you'll tell yourself you won't. But one day, you'll beg me for it, because you know there's more, and you know I can give it to you. — Cherrie Lynn

Without a conscious thought to do so, he went down on his knees in front of her, grasping both her hands. If she wouldn't look up at him, she could
look down at him. Her tiny, surprised intake of breath caught in the air between them. He lifted her knuckles to his lips, aching so hard to touch
some part of her. Being away from you has been ... hell. I could wax poetic and tell you it's been like being torn away from my own soul, or missing a
shard of my heart, but in the end it's been absolute torment. I'm missing all those things if I'm not with you. — Cherrie Lynn

I've always been an asshole, and you know that," Ghost said. "I'm surprised it's taken this long to get called out on it. — Cherrie Lynn

She had a feeling praying about whatever Seth Warren had in mind tonight would be sacrilegious. — Cherrie Lynn

We are challenging white feminists to be accountable for their racism because at the base we still want to believe that they really want freedom for all of us. — Cherrie L. Moraga

Please dont' look at me like that," she said.
"How am I looking?"
"Like your heart is breaking."
"It is, sunshine. — Cherrie Lynn

When you are not physically starving, you have the luxury to realize psychic and emotional starvation. — Cherrie Moraga

He loves his Uncle Bi," Kelsey said ...
Brian gave Ian a death look. "If you tell Ghost he calls me Bi, I swear to Christ I will fire you. — Cherrie Lynn

Where you trying to go, huh? Come on me, Macy. Come on me, or I'll take you outside and make you scream right there on the front lawn for the whole fuckin' neighborhood to hear. — Cherrie Lynn

Gus: "You look like shit bro!"
Seth: "Look like shit, feel like shit, in a world of shit. — Cherrie Lynn

I don't know what to say," he breathed into her hair, squeezing the air from her. "Fuck. Just wait for me."
That was all he needed to say. "I will. — Cherrie Lynn

I'm turning over a new leaf."
He chuckled. The tip of his finger caught her under her chin, and it was enough to still all her movements. "Tell you what. If you need help with that, if you need someone to shut you up, or even if you just need to walk on the wild side every now and then ... I'm your guy. — Cherrie Lynn

Give yourself permission to not be perfect. Life's too short, but you're still young. Give up that iron-knuckle grip you have on excellence and just ... have fun. For a change. — Cherrie Lynn

What the hell was up with her nicknames anyway? Sunshine. Daisy. Candy. All bright, sweet things. She should insist on being called Spider or something. Darken her image a bit. — Cherrie Lynn

Wait until you see my socratic method, baby. — Cherrie Lynn

I am what I am and you can't take it away with all the words and sneers at your command. — Cherrie L. Moraga

Now that I know you're okay, what bothers me most is your irresponsibility. I have no idea what's gotten into you.
I do, she wanted to say. He's around six-two, heavily tattooed and fucks like a god. — Cherrie Lynn

Shut up. You don't have to buy a pair of shoes just because you tried them on. They may look great sitting on the shelf, but that doesn't mean they won't feel like medieval torture devices on your feet once you wear them around for a few days. It's the same thing with me. (Lisa) — Cherrie Lynn

I'll do whatever you want me to do. I'll stay. I'll move. We'll work it out. I just want to be with you. — Cherrie Lynn

I trust that I raised a strong enough woman to know who's worthy of her and who isn't. If this guy is good enough for you, and he's the one who has you floating around on cloud nine and giving you back your spark, you can be damn sure he's good enough for me. — Cherrie Lynn

-Do you love this girl ?
-I'm fucking crazy about her.
-Fucking crazy I've gathered. But I asked if you love her. I'm talking true, enduring, unconditional, hold-her-hair-while-she's-pucking-from-the-morning-sickness love. — Cherrie Lynn

Solid and dense as his own, a nose ring and angelbites. — Cherrie Lynn

You gonna marry her? This is the one out of seven billion?"
"It is. And I am. I've got to. It's like ... sometimes ... "
"Speak."
"Sometimes I think I'm not going to make it another day without getting a ring on that girl's finger and changing her fucking last name from theirs to mine. I'm going to spend the rest of my life with her, and I want it to start yesterday. — Cherrie Lynn

Who needs a fairytale? In the end, I only want to be happy with a guy I love, and who loves me just as much. That's all I need. — Cherrie Lynn

To assess the damage is a dangerous act. — Cherrie Moraga

You took my breath away. — Cherrie Lynn

I am the daughter of a Chicana and anglo. I think most days I am an embarrassment to both groups. I sometimes hate the white in me so viciously that I long to forget the commitment my skin has imposed upon my life. — Cherrie Moraga

When he began to move, it wasn't with the urgency she expected given their rushed beginnings. It was with a slow deliberation that would destroy her. — Cherrie Lynn

He was so fucked, careening madly down the path to getting his heart splattered all over hell. And grinning like a buffoon the entire time. — Cherrie Lynn

I'd give you any fucking thing you wanted, if it was in my power."
"Everything I want right now is well within your power, Ian. — Cherrie Lynn

His dick throbbing now like a smashed thumb ... — Cherrie Lynn

Third World feminism is about feeding people in all their hungers. — Cherrie Moraga

The political writer, then, is the ultimate optimist, believing people are capable of change and using words as one way to try and penetrate the privatism of our lives. — Cherrie Moraga

I'll give you all the dates you want. But that cooling-off thing? I can't promise you that. — Cherrie Lynn

Big enough that I should tie a bow around it and attach a little card that says 'To: Macy. You're welcome. Love, Seth. — Cherrie Lynn

Still with me?" he asked, smoothing the hair back from her forehead.
"What the hell was that?"
He laughed, propping his head up on his elbow. "The hottest fuck I think I've ever had. — Cherrie Lynn

I am a woman with a foot in both worlds; and I refuse the split. I feel the necessity for dialogue. Sometimes I feel it urgently. — Cherrie Moraga

When a girl like Macy gives you a shot, you step the fuck up. Make her not regret it. Make her dream about it for days, hell, years to come. — Cherrie Lynn

Giveaway T-shirts stretched over monstrous beer bellies. Puffy NFL jackets and porky jowls. Granted, I'm in a bowling alley,but the differences between Americans and Parisians are shocking.I'm ashamed to see my country the way the French must see us. Couldn't these people have at least brushed their hair before leaving their houses?
"I need a licorice rope," Cherrie announces. She marches toward the snack stand,and all I can think is these people are your future.
The thought makes me a little happier.
When she comes back,I inform her that just one bite of her Red Dye #40-infused snack could kill my brother. "God, morbid," she says. Which makes me think of St. Clair again.Because when I told him the same thing three months ago,instead of accusing me of morbidity,he asked with genuine curiosity, "Why?"
Which is the polite thing to do when someone offers you such an interesting piece of conversation. — Stephanie Perkins

Whatever's wrong, you know if it's worth fixing or not. If it is, then fix it. If not, leave it alone and move on. If I raised you to be strong, then that means I didn't teach you to sit around and wait on life and happiness to happen to you. You go after it, Macy.
And if something is standing in your way, you go through it. — Cherrie Lynn

*Brian talking about baby Alex* - Just give him his bottle and sit watching metal videos with him until he goes back to sleep, right? How hard can it be? — Cherrie Lynn

I'm hitting the sack"
"Are you twenty-nine or sixty-nine?"
The devilish dimples appeared. "Twenty-nine with a sixty-nine waiting at home — Cherrie Lynn

Yeah, this was pretty much one of those moments when she felt like strangling both of them. Did you guys trip over the dead horse? Please, stop beating it. — Cherrie Lynn

He caught her wrist and pulled her until she was straddling him. His hand smoothed down the outside of her right thigh. Thank you for wearing a skirt tonight. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. — Cherrie Lynn

I'd miss you. I'd miss you like crazy. I don't see how any man with a beating heart and rushing blood wouldn't — Cherrie Lynn

Complacency is a far more dangerous attitude than outrage.
Naomi Littlebear — Cherrie L. Moraga

You've been fucked before, huh?" he asked, angling her so that his piercing slid over her G-spot when he entered. "By the time I'm done, you'll have reassessed your definition — Cherrie Lynn

Ghost leaned across the table toward Candace and Brian. "Candace," he said, and for a moment Macy thought he might actually say something sincere. No such luck. "I really advse against leaving him alone with me again. Two hours away from you and he was coming on to me." Everyone else at the table broke up in laughter. It only egged him on. "I mean, I know he wants me. He's made it clear. And I'm growing weak, I tell you. I missed him. If he does it again, I'm gonna give it to him. — Cherrie Lynn

I stand by what I said. I wish I'd known you back then. I wish I'd ... been there for you."
She scoffed. "I'd have chased you away."
"Baby, a little something about me you might not know yet ... I don't run that easily. And you don't scare me. — Cherrie Lynn

She had no doubt her safe little world was about to be well and thoroughly rocked, and who knew if it would even be recognizable after he was done with her — Cherrie Lynn

Perfect, he was so perfect - the exact balance she hadn't known she'd been looking for: the roughness she loved and the sweetness she'd always craved but never found. It didn't have to be one or the other. She could have it all. With him, she could have everything. — Cherrie Lynn

Let it go. That's my philosophy: learn to not give a fuck, at least about petty shit. Life will be much simpler. — Cherrie Lynn

If you come near him like that again, I will go straight country bitch on you. — Cherrie Lynn

Oppression does not make for hearts as big as all outdoors. Oppression makes us big and small. Expressive and silenced. Deep and dead. — Cherrie Moraga

I love how you tremble for me," he whispered. "I love how you're shy until you need me and then you aren't ashamed to tel me what you want." -Evan Ross — Cherrie Lynn

But I'd rather look back and regret something I did when I was young and crazy, than look back and regret something I never had the courage to do, and realize it's too late. — Cherrie Lynn

Spirituality which inspires activism and, similarly, politics which move the spirit - which draw from the deep-seated place of our greatest longings for freedom - give meaning to our lives. — Cherrie Moraga

Remember you live in a community. You have a responsibility to be accountable to your family and your community as well as yourself. — Cherrie Moraga

It's the Poverty.

I lack imagination you say

No. I lack language.
The language to clarify
my resistance to the literate.
Words are a war to me.
They threaten my family.

To gain the word
to describe the loss
I risk losing everything.
I may create a monster
the word's length and body
swelling up colorful and thrilling
looming over my mother, characterized.
Her voice in the distance
unintelligible illiterate.
These are the monster's words. — Cherrie L. Moraga

When entering a room full of soldiers who fear hearts
you put your heart in your back pocket. — Cherrie L. Moraga

She was so going to get it later. Macy, queen of my universe, I beseechingly request you place your sweetest lips upon my manhood and make it your lollipop. — Cherrie Lynn

You are the best I've ever had. If all we do from now on is straight missionary sex at eight p.m. on Tuesday nights of months that start with J, you'll still be the best I've ever had. — Cherrie Lynn

I love it when you look at me like that,' he murmured, his fingers kneading into the plump flesh of her cheeks, 'How am I looking at you?' she managed. 'Like you want to eat me alive, but you don't have a spoon. — Cherrie Lynn

No, you goof. I meant are you decently attired such that we might go into public without getting arrested — Cherrie Lynn

Gorgeous," he murmured.
She chuckled. "Think you'l say that in five months or so? When I waddle like a duck and you have to tie my shoes for me?"
"I'l say it then and forever. — Cherrie Lynn

We are all on a journey...whether we know it or not. — Cherrie Amour

She didn't brighten the whole room for me when she walked in the door. She didn't make my whole day better just by smiling at me, or make me ask myself what she would think of me when I said or did something shitty to somebody. She wasn't the one who made me want to get off my ass and do more, be a better person. Only you've ever done that, sunshine. — Cherrie Lynn

Are you all right, Macy? You looked a little flushed"
Just as Macy began to nod quickly, Ghost swigged his beer and jerked his head in her direction. "She looks that way because I have my hand up her skirt. — Cherrie Lynn

Could he love this girl the way she deserved? He could love her with everything that he was, and still it wouldn't be enough. He would fuck up somehow, because that is what he did. — Cherrie Lynn

A phone number is like the combination to a safe, isn't it? I figured you gave me yours because you wanted me to crack it open, and it would be a shame to let it go to waste! (Brian to Candace) — Cherrie Lynn

You have to predict and examine and understand every argument the other side is going to throw at you. It's not about being the one who's right. It's about showing them why they're wrong. — Cherrie Lynn

The very act of writing then, conjuring/coming to 'see', what has yet to be recorded in history is to bring into consciousness what only the body knows to be true. The body - that site which houses the intuitive, the unspoken, the viscera of our being - this is the revolutionary promise of "theory in the flesh — Cherrie L. Moraga

She looked at him, watched the lights from the stage flicker over his expression, in the dark depths of his eyes. There was a whole other world in there, she thought and it was hers to explore forever if she would stop being so afraid. — Cherrie Lynn

Somebody better be dead or dying."
He froze mid-step when he saw her. It might have been wishful thinking but she could've sworn his face lit up.
"Or just sitting there looking pretty," he finished with a heart-stopping grin. — Cherrie Lynn

You're the phoenix rising from the ashes. I'm honoured I could be the one to let you express that." He grinned. "In more ways than one. — Cherrie Lynn

She'd been in love with the way Todd made her feel about herself. Evan had been her best friend, but his treatment of her, in a way, had been a rejection. Every single day for two damn years, she'd felt rejected by him. It was no wonder her self-esteem had been so beaten down she'd fal en for the first sweet-talker to come along. — Cherrie Lynn

The passage is through, not over, not by, not around but through. — Cherrie Moraga

You came, he said simply, not losing that smile.
Yes, hopefully I will. — Cherrie Lynn

You always sound like you're coping pretty well on the phone."
"Don't be fooled. I have to maintain at least some shred of dignity. It's all a front for you. — Cherrie Lynn

And now I'm telling you that if you want me, get off your ass, because I love you, Evan, more than anything — Cherrie Lynn

You want me?" he breathed. "You want my mouth on your pussy, sucking it until you scream, or my cock back inside it? Tell me how you need it, and I'll give it to you. — Cherrie Lynn

Brian must have heard the commotion, because he came up behind her and yanked the door all the way open. "You got a f**king problem with me, James?"
James, ever the type to go off all half-cocked until things started to get serious, seemed to shrink a bit. "I've got a problem with you screwing my sister, yeah."
"I suggest you get the f**k over it. — Cherrie Lynn

Our strategy is how we cope
how we measure and weigh what is to be said and when, what is to be done and how, and to whom and towhom and to whom, daily deciding/risking who it is we can call an ally, call a friend (whatever that person's skin, sex or sexuality). We are women without a line. We are women who contradict each other. — Cherrie Moraga

It is not really the difference the oppressor fears so much as the similarity. He fears he will discover in himself the same aches, the same longings as those of the people he has shit on ... He fears he will have to change his life once he has seen himself in the bodies of the people he has called different. — Cherrie Morago