Touch, touch, touch, touch me love, I'm shaking inside.
Even my mother told me: 'You are a handsome woman, but you're not pretty. Pretty girls don't have those big bones.'
The whole world is starting to realize that it was the most unwise thing for our society to have ignored women power, to run the society with male priorities.
What is beauty? It's what you love.
Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken. A stick becomes a flute when it's loved.
If a woman writes about a domestic situation, everyone automatically assumes that it's about her.