3 Quotes by Lucy Michot

She felt there was no difference between her and the sacrificial hen with a rag tied to its neck.

Girl-children do not reproduce their own name. They bring forth offspring for strangers. They receive, carry and bring forth other people's seeds. Their own names, they sweep off the surface of the earth.

The only dream come true I relish with a vengeance is whistling like a man. I was told a woman fit to be married should not whistle. I don't want to be married so the more they point at me, the louder I whistle. My load is still heavy on my head, but my heart is light, for I know, like the sun that I shall not fail to rise every morning. Be it cloudy, foggy or rainy, I shall not fail to rise. And I shall whistle as loud as I want. For me, it is the sound of freedom.