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| 17 | 276 | Was that so View more quotes about terrible">terrible? But how fearful to slip outside the prescribed travesties and see oneself as one is! So few dare that. |
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| 17 | 273 | No longer could she be content with the political parodies and caricatures of womanhood insisted upon in her environment. |
| 17 | 274 | She was a female, with her own nature, rich, complex, and deep, with thousands of years behind her of sexual selection and genetic coding, of choices and love, not a piece of vacuous clay to be twisted into a grotesquerie by the intolerant and unhappy, not an empty vessel to be mindlessly filled with noxious brews, destructive concoctions of animosity and trepidation. |
| 17 | 275 | She wanted to be herself. |
| 17 | 276 | Was that so terrible? But how fearful to slip outside the prescribed travesties and see oneself as one is! So few dare that. |
| 17 | 277 | And yet, in its way, how welcome, how gloriously liberating it is to do so. |
| 17 | 278 | Little wonder it was then that the beauty had been so confused, bewildered and distraught. |
| 17 | 279 | But that had been long ago. |