Fiction has always been about seeing reality through someone else’s eyes, but when that vision is completely removed from who we are, it is often difficult to identify with it, so we feel alien to something that seems to exclude us. . For millennia, women have had to settle for a handful of female writers who have managed to insert their vision into a patriarchal world. They have been the focus of hope for others who find in their words ways of understanding life.
Today, more and more women are writing, telling their story, showing that what many men have written is only part of the spectrum. Women who decided that stories are worth as much as who tells them.
There is no barrier, lock, or bolt that you can impose on the freedom of my mind.
Virginia Woolf
Happiness in marriage is a matter of pure luck.
Jane Austen
Who feels a lot, gets screwed and can’t find words and then doesn’t speak and that’s their condemnation.
Alejandra Pizarnik
There are presences that mark us, that change us, that improve us.
angeles mastretta
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one that has been opened for us.
Helen Keller
We are not born as a woman, but we become one.
Simone de Beauvoir
And that was love: respect for no particular reason.
Tony Morrison
The question is not who is going to allow me, but who is going to stop me.
ayn rand
It is our choices that show who we really are, much more than our abilities.
JK Rowling
In the dark, the things around us seem no more real than dreams.
Murasaki Shikibu
Waves are like problems: sometimes you get rid of them by jumping, sometimes you have to sink into them and grab them from below to get out safely, and sometimes it’s impossible to avoid rolling over.
angeles mastretta
Women unconsciously observe a thousand intimate details, without knowing what they are doing. Their subconscious mixes these little things together and they call that intuition.
Christie Agatha
We do not see things as they really are, but rather we see them as we are.
Anaïs Nin
You have to be very brave to ask for help, you know? But you have to be even braver to accept it.
Almudena Grandes
Those who do not move do not notice their chains.
Rosa Luxemburg
And finally, one of the great feminine reflections of the 20th century by Sylvia Plath, which is even more true today for millions of women around the world:
I saw my life develop branches that extended
before me like the fig tree of history.
From the tip of each branch, like a fat fig and
purple, called me and winked a beautiful future.
A fig was a husband and a happy home with children,
another fig was to be a famous poetess,
another fig was to be a brilliant teacher,
another fig was Ee Gee (the wonderful editor),
another fig was Europe and Africa and South America,
another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a
lots of other lovers with weird names and
unconventional professions,
another fig was an olympic championship
and below this and above the others stretched
more figs that I could not decipher.
I saw myself sitting at the foot of the fig tree,
starving because I couldn’t make up my mind
one of the figs I wanted them all but choose one
meant losing everyone else and while I
I sat there without being able to decide
the figs began to wrinkle
and turn black for
fall one by one before my feet.”
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