girls

A woman that knows her worth doesn't measure herself against another woman but stands strong, calmed and self confident.

... And what am I to do?""Well, that depends. Do you like the girl?""Like her? I don't know. How do you know if...?""It's very simple. Do you look at her furtively and feel like biting her?""Biting her?""On her backside, for example.

Boys don't gush, so I can stand it. The last time I let in a party of girls, one fell into my arms and said, "Darling, love me!" I wanted to shake her,' answered Mrs. Jo, wiping her pen with energy.

I love" is a door girls slam in their fathers' faces.

One minute I was playing chess and doing maths all the time, the next I had been rerouted into more 'normal' girls' activities: reading, writing stories and worrying about my clothes.

Just because someone is a girl doesn't mean she can't be tough and practical and have adventures. That's the way most girls are-until they get around guys. Then guys make them act all stupid.

You've got the holy trinity of what a girl wants, she said. Cute, smart, funny. I don't think you realize that.

A beautiful girl in the library whispered to herself, "I too peek from the book shelves, but I can't stare longer.

Oh my eye Betty Martin! Aren't I glad it isn't me that's going to school! It looks just like a prison.

Did I ever tell you that we used to keep our horses where your house is?___eah,_ I mumbled.She continued her story, __y brothers used to get up early every morning and go across the street, well, there wasn__ a street there yet. It was just a dirt road, and they used to get up and clean the stables and feed the horses every morning. I would go over there once they had finished and give the horses a brush, even though none of those horses were mine. I had always wanted my own horse, but I never got one. When my father got older, he got rid of the horses and sold the land, all but this yard here."She spread her hand over the yard as she said this."I grew up and got married and had to move away. My husband and I lived in an apartment above a bread store. And it was so cramped, let me tell you. There was nowhere to move around and no yard to take care of. It was terrible. I__ not saying I wanted my husband to die. I__ never have wished that in a million years. But I was so relieved to come home after two years, and I've lived here ever since."I had stopped raking, turned and looked at her."I know why you don__ want to leave this street," she said, "You__e been in that house your whole life, just like me. And no matter where you go it__ not going to seem like home. But just like me, you__e going to come back. You have to remind yourself of that. And I did hate being away from home, but it was the most memorable time in my life, being away. It was an adventure as much as it was scary. But when I came home, I learned to get out more. I went to beauty school and got a job at the salon and took trips with friends. I like to get away from the house so that I can come back and still appreciate it. And you will too after you come back.__ nodded at Violet. What she was saying made sense.____l go,_ I said, __ell them I__l go._- The Stable House

So Father Ring went off in the lofty mood of a man who has defended a principle at a great sacrifice to himself, but that very night he began to brood and he continued to brood till that sickly looking voluptuary of a ten-shilling note took on all the radiance and charm of a virgin of seventeen.

The prettier the wine bottle, the higher the likelihood sorority girls will buy it.

These poor girls are just bad impersonators. They look cheap, really. There__ nothing special about them. They are just reaching out to get noticed. They don__ want to be invisible anymore. They don__ want to get lost in crowds.

At no point in history has a bright young girl with plenty of food and a good constitution perished from too much learning.

I think it's a response to terrorism. From the time we're little girls, we're taught to fear the bad man who might get us. We're terrified of being raped, abused, even killed by the bad man, but the problem is, you can't tell the good ones from the bad ones, so you have to wary of them all. We're told not to go out by ourselves late at night, not to dress a certain way, not to talk to male strangers, not to lead men on. We take self-defense classes, keep our doors locked, carry pepper spray and rape whistles. The fear of men is ingrained in us from girlhood. Isn't that a form of terrorism?

You're a dumb shit. There's a million first girls for a million different first things.There's the first girl you slow-dance with, and the first girl you go to bed with. There's the first girl to give you a kiss, and then the first one you take home to mama." His amber eyes lit up with humor."There's the first girl you fight with and the first girl you fight for. There's also the first girl you have to let go of. There's the first girl you love, obviously, and the first girl to break your heart.There's always a first girl, Rowdy, but there is also the girl that is going to come after her until you get to the last girl.The last girl is the one that really matters.

I didn__ see Danny come in or run towards me. He was just suddenly there, pulling me up by my arm so hard that I gasped. I felt his grip on my skin long after he let go. We ran down the steps where Mom met us, coughing. She was followed by a thick black cloud of smoke. I had never felt smoke that hot in my life. I tasted ash when I breathed in.__o! Get out!_ she choked, waving us towards the front door.We ran out into the night in our pajamas.__un to Violet__!_ Mom called behind us.- The Stable House

A beautiful girlfriend is worth two more.