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She had power to sway his people. "Men have always ruled with an iron fist for years. Not saying you guys are doing a bad job at it, but the women can be just as powerful and strong and righteous as any man that ever lived. Queen Elizabeth I, Catherine the Great, Sojourner Truth, Rosa Parks, Malala Yousafzai... Past, present and future. Women have changed the course of history more times than anyone can count, and for the better." Lily let out a breath, "A man is considered strong with a capable woman at his side, but a woman is strong regardless of having a man." Lily looked at the women as the room fell quiet around them.

“This world is filled with guys who gouge themselves on lesbian porn, yet those same guys would swear up and down that girls loving girls is not a real thing.” “Right,” Bianca said, “because they can’t fathom that there are women out there who have absolutely no interest in men.” “Women who aren’t attracted to men? Where did you get such an outlandish concept from?” Bianca giggled at my sarcasm. “It was probably invented by feminists.” And that led us into a conversation of our favorite feminist authors and concepts. I descended into a rant about how Simone De Beauvoir’s Second Sex is an absolute masterpiece that radically changed my way of viewing the world.

I'm forcefully staring at some prick for twenty fucking minutes and feeling his nasty irritating glare all over my body. The creature known as men, are so fucking annoying. They don't know how to keep their eyes and the thing into their pants where they belong to. They'd run toward you like dogs if you give them a single positive glance. So fucking ludicrous. But here everyone thinks women are fragile and weak. Trust me, a woman can bring a man to fall on his knees with a single glance whether he's dangerous, inhumane or vicious; from a mighty king to a relentless warrior. And history is its biggest testimony.

Elias smiled. It was a wide, satisfied smile, the smile of a man who had just convinced himself he had won something that was never really a competition. "You see?" he said, turning to Isabella. "I told you she'd choose them over pride." Isabella said nothing. She was still watching me. She was smarter than him. She always had been, and that was the most dangerous thing about her, the way she wore her intelligence quietly, the way she let men like Elias feel clever while she watched every room for the exit.

"What's it about?" I thought about the woman in the blue notebook. The one who was braver than me. The one who had walked away from the wrong life and was figuring out, slowly and with considerable difficulty, what the right one looked like. "A woman starting over," I said. Marguerite nodded as though this confirmed something. "Is she interesting?" "I think so." "Good. Uninteresting women are a waste of everyone's time." She refilled her own glass. "Send it to me when you're done. I know people."

I smiled and nodded, grateful, still faintly disbelieving after three years that this was actually my life — a stranger's face lighting up as she reached the front of the line, clutching a worn, dog-eared copy of What the Fire Left Behind against her chest like something precious. "I've read this four times," she said, her voice trembling slightly as she slid the book across the table. "It got me through leaving a really bad relationship. I just — thank you. I don't think you understand what this book has done for people like me." "That means more to me than you probably know," I said honestly, signing the title page with the same careful attention I tried to give every single reader, no mat

Mine had already drained away, replaced by something colder, heavier—worry. My thoughts spun as I stared out the window. I couldn’t keep clashing with him like this. That ridiculous book, The Perfect Wife, flashed through my mind—its chapters on handling dominant men. Softness. Vulnerability. Subtle rebellion. A woman with fire, but without the flames. Sweet enough to draw in. Dangerous enough to chase.

When women are oppressed, it's tradition. ― Letty Cottin Pogrebi “Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.” ― Margaret Atwood “Life affords you infinite possibilities to pay more attention to what is actually happening. Not just around you but what is Inside you.” ―Jeff Warren

She had wondered privately if the stink of the city alone could coerce her to follow her husband’s command to stay indoors, though she considered it highly unlikely. As she had paused to examine the books lining the shelves, the faint beginnings of her good humour had fled. The titles on the spines leered down at her, the jagged lettering contriving rotten faces of their own. Woman and Sin, they read. The Keeping of a Good Wife. Accomplishments Acceptable in the Female Gender.