Eviscerating Women Quotes & Sayings

When you come from the view that you're fundamentally good rather than fundamentally flawed, as you see yourself speak or act out, as you see yourself repress, you will have a growing understanding that you're not a bad person who needs to shape up but a good person with temporary, malleable habits that are causing you a lot of suffering. And then, in that spirit, you can become very familiar with these temporary but strongly embedded habits. — Pema Chodron

I couldn't always remember his face, so my visual for him became my feet, bare and pale and pressed against the wall as we talked for hours. — Lena Dunham

But after this natural burst of indignation, no man of sense, courage, or prudence will waste his time or his strength in retrospective reproaches or repinings. — Robert Peel

And we must - absolutely must - maintain a fundamental humility before the Great Mystery. If we do not, religion always worships itself and its formulations and never God. — Richard Rohr

It feels important to go school; not necessarily to further my education, but more like a hobby. — Mandy Moore

But never fear, gentlemen; castration was really not the point of feminism, and we women are too busy eviscerating one another to take you on. — Anna Quindlen

There is no reason for him to be in a strange land, the grim reaper holding him close, saying, "Yes, today is the day," or "No, not yet. — Suzanne Hayes

Ah! How good it feels the hand of an old friend. — Mary Engelbreit

I believe that as a nation we must have a bipartisan discussion about how to best preserve and protect Social Security for our seniors and for future generations of Americans. — Steve Israel

I swim in a sea of words. They flow around me and through me and, by a process that is not fully clear to me, some delicate hidden membrane draws forth the stuff that is the necessary condition of my life. — Geraldine Brooks

Gardens are our link with the divine. — William Howard Adams

People ask me, 'How do you remember your lines?' That's nothing. That is the least of my concerns. — Margot Robbie

Rooks have clustered on either side of the long road. It is as if they line a grand parade route for our passage. Their black feathers are stark as soot against the white road and the snow. They stab at the ground with their strange bare bills and gray unfeathered faces. The birds are like rough-edged black stones on a string around this stripped cold neck of road. The old books tell us rooks bring the virtuous dead to heaven's gate. — Ned Hayes