Quotes by Women Authors

Just remember, I am not going anywhere, he said, still watching her lips. And if you ever try to hide from me, I will not believe you are dead. I will find you. Count on it.

Diana Pharaoh Francis

At least when somebody's suffocating, you can tell: you see their faces turn blue, their lips quiver, their eyes buck, and their throats jerk. But when a man is mentally packing his bags the suitcase is never out until he's already standing on the other side of the door.

Kalisha Buckhanon

The dizzy rapture of starving. The power of needing nothing. By force of will I make myself the impossible sprite who lives on air, on water, on purity.

Kathryn Harrison

A Superwoman isn't a woman who can do anything, but a woman who avoids doing too much.

Everything wrong I've ever done has always seemed like the right thing to do at the time.

Judith McNaught

The first thing you do is to forget that I'm Black. Second, you must never forget that I'm Black.

It ought to be a crime for any woman to have children that writes books.

Josephine Daskam Bacon

The Door Without a Key is the Door of Dreams; it is the door by which the sensitive escape into insanity when life is too hard for them, and artists use it as a window in a watch-tower. Psychologists call it a psychological mechanism; magicians call it magic, and the man in the street calls it illusion or charlatanry according to taste. It does not matter to me what it is called, for it is effectual.

To act the part of a true friend requires more conscientious feeling than to fill with credit and complacency any other station or capacity in social life.

Sarah Stickney Ellis

Lips move; lips touch; lips signal. Lips are on the outside for show, and on the most secret inside of your mouth. Lips frame words that lie. Lips frame a hole that wants to be filled.

She took a deep breath, looking up at the ceiling for a long moment. A raindrop moved slowly down her neck; he watched as it turned down the slope of her breast to disappear inside the collar of her shirt. He was seriously contemplating becoming jealous of a droplet of water. Yorkshire was obviously damaging to his sanity.

I have a hunch that our obsession with photography arises from an unspoken pessimism; it is our nature to believe the good things will not last... But photos provide a false sense of security> like our flawed memory, they are guaranteed to fade.... We take photographs in order to remember, but it is in the nature of a photograph to forget.

Michelle Richmond

The one sole thing in myself in which I glory is that I see in myself nothing in which I can glory.

Catherine of Genoa

I have tried many times to express my feelings, but at each attempt, I find myself tongue-tied.

So some unlucky Engineer Does all the fit Materials compound, That are in Art or Nature found; Will glorious Fire-Works prepare.

I've come to think that's what heaven is- a place in the memory of others where our best selves live on.

Christina Baker Kline

Of Copenhagen:

There are no islands and the country all about is very flat.

Mary Alsop King Waddington

I was raised to feel that doing nothing was a sin. I had to learn to do nothing.

People think they have to be good before they can act good. But... it works just as well the other way 'round.

I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings on the breeze,
Then soared to the uttermost reaches
With rapture, with power, with ease!

Georgia Douglas Johnson

Without risk, we are automatons going through our days with no purpose or meaning. We are safer, perhaps, but we are also, ironically, closer to death.

Sarah Strohmeyer

I've always thought of this city as Disneyland for adults.... There's no danger of Las Vegas expiring from an excess of good taste.

It is astonishing how violently a big branch shakes when a silly little bird has left it. I expect the bird knows it and feels immensely arrogant.

Katherine Mansfield

Aye, you're neither one thing nor yet quite t'other. Pity, but there 'tis.

Eloise Jarvis McGraw

In following their line through, and those of Plantagenet and Tudor, there is but little to soothe the mind.

Charlotte Turner Smith