For most of history, Anonymous was a woman.
Virginia Woolf

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She thought she was independent and strong, but she got one small taste of love and she was hungrier than anyone. She was ravenous.
Ann Brashares

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Most of the pain you’re dealing with are really just thoughts.. ever think of that?
Buddhist Bootcamp

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I hope she’ll be a fool—that’s the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

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I am afraid of getting older… I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from cooking three meals a day—spare me from the relentless cage of routine and rote. I want to be free… I want, I want to think, to be omniscient… I think I would like to call myself ‘The girl who wanted to be God.
Sylvia Plath, 1949

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Our hearts beat so loud the neighbours think we’re fucking when I’m just trying to find the nerve to touch your face.
Andrea Gibson, “Pansies”

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You find a way, somehow, to get through the most horrible things, things you think would kill you. You find a way and you move through the days, one by one, in shock, in despair, but you move. The days pass, one after the other, and you go along with them — occasionally stunned, and not entirely relieved, to find that you are still alive.
“The Year of Fog” by Michelle Richmond 

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My heart is so tired.
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief 

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I looked and looked at her, and I knew, as clearly as I know that I will die, that I loved her more than anything I had ever seen or imagined on earth.
Vladmir Nabokov, Lolita

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I write for myself, for my own pleasure. And I want to be left alone to do it.
J.D. Salinger

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