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“Aprendi a irrelevância de quase tudo que é material. Nunca mais me apeguei a nada que não tivesse valor afetivo. Deixei de lado o zelo excessivo por coisas que me foram feitas apenas para se usar, e não para se amar.”
― Martha Medeiros, Um Lugar na Janela

“Raciocinamos em função da nossa sociedade, sociedade assimilada à cultura judaico-cristã europeia, em que o homem tem de ser ciumento, porque é o bode do rebanho e a muklher é a sua propriedade. No fundo, que acontece à propriedade que é arrrendada a outro? ás vezes até fica renovada, rejuvenescida, com um empate de capital e de trabalho. Mas nós não compreendemos isso. A mulher é uma propriedade especial. Temos uma geração de atraso. Nós, os citadinos, somos pretos por fora.”
― Pepetela, Mayombe

“But tell you true, I honestly didn’t think nothing about the Green Man beefing that posse. Was just men and the world’s full of them.”
― J.D. Jordan, Calamity: Being an Account of Calamity Jane and Her Gunslinging Green Man

“If we were on Friends, who do you think 'd be?" I wonder aloud.
"I think you'd be Phoebe because you're quirky and creative," Chloe tells me.
"Really? I think I'd be Monica because I'm crazy and neurotic," I say. "Jo, who do you think I am? Phoebe or Monica?"
"Neither," Joni answers. "You're Ross."
"What?!" Call me dramatic, but I've never been more offended in my life. "How am I Ross?"
"Because you've had the same pathetic crush on the same blond ditz your entire life. And you like dinosaurs."
"Everyone likes dinosaurs," I argue. Then I realize what else she's insinuating. "Wait a minute. Are you saying that Sam is Rachel?"
Joni shrugs.
"If the designer shoe fits."
Oh my God.”
― Jacqueline E. Smith, Spotlight

“If we were on Friends, who do you think I'd be?" I wonder aloud.
"I think you'd be Phoebe because you're quirky and creative," Chloe tells me.
"Really? I think I'd be Monica because I'm crazy and neurotic," I say. "Jo, who do you think I am? Phoebe or Monica?"
"Neither," Joni answers. "You're Ross."
"What?!" Call me dramatic, but I've never been more offended in my life. "How am I Ross?"
"Because you've had the same pathetic crush on the same blond ditz your entire life. And you like dinosaurs."
"Everyone likes dinosaurs," I argue. Then I realize what else she's insinuating. "Wait a minute. Are you saying that Sam is Rachel?"
Joni shrugs.
"If the designer shoe fits."
Oh my God.”
― Jacqueline E. Smith, Spotlight