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“Gender is a figment of consciousness, and I’m free to conceive of my role however I want.”
― Laura Kate Dale, Gender Euphoria

“But explaining men still assume I am, in some sort of obscene impregnation metaphor, an empty vessel to be filled with their wisdom and knowledge. A Freudian would claim to know what they have and I lack, but intelligence is not situated in the crotch—even if you can write one of Virginia Woolf’s long mellifluous musical sentences about the subtle subjugation of women in the snow with your willie.”
― Rebecca Solnit, Men Explain Things to Me

“Mostly we slept on our own beds but occasionally in the same one, not having sex but taking turns giving each other an arm-pillow, breathing in the scent of each other’s chests or armpits, slowly coming to believe that this was what it meant to love and be together.”
― Sang Young Park, Love in the Big City

“Like a luminous fish, he who glowed all night goes out into the end, to escape my caresses; I offer my lips to a black hole.”
― Hervé Guibert, Fou de Vincent