“The one thing that having a temper has taught me, Liza,” she said, “is that most of the time it’s better to do one’s exploding in private.
Vio Lettaцитирует2 года назад
Female Homosexuality, by Frank S. Caprio. Sappho Was a Right-On Woman, by Abbott and Love. Patience and Sarah—our old friend—by Isabel Miller. The Well of Loneliness, by Radclyffe Hall.
Nayцитирует2 года назад
“I want us to be a couple of passionless old ladies someday together, too,” she said, “sitting in rocking chairs, laughing over how we couldn’t get enough of each other when we were young, rocking peacefully on somebody’s sunny porch …”
Nayцитирует2 года назад
But it did occur to me that it was as if all three of us were trying to say, “See—we’re women. We wear dresses.” Oh, God, how ridiculous!
mercy muchiriцитирует7 месяцев назад
Dear Annie, It’s raining, raining the way it did when I met you last November, drops so big they run together in ribbons, remember? Annie, are you
mercy muchiriцитирует7 месяцев назад
Annie, are you all right?
mercy muchiriцитирует7 месяцев назад
Are you happy, did you find what you wanted to find in California? Are you singing? You must be, but you haven’t said so in your letters. Do other people get goose-bumps when you sing, the way I used to? Annie,
mercy muchiriцитирует4 месяца назад
to imagine what it would be like if people always reacted to Annie and me that way—being hurt by us, or pitying us; worrying about us, or feeling threatened—even laughing at us. It didn’t make any sense and it was unfair, but it was also awful.