22 Quotes by Mie Hansson

Do not judge a woman on her knees; you never know how tall she is when she stands.

All mothers breed dead children.

Women in love are patheticand I cannot be bothered, for now,I am back to metaphysicsand my armpits gather hair.

Everything is possible in America, except the production of intelligence.

Now, as we close one chapter, the pen is gradually inking up, preparing itself to write the next.

It’s just another stop on the curvy roadthe final encounterfor the man who has liveddeath is the answer.

The match I struck shall not run deadYou’re my first inhale, my last cigarette.

I wore you on me at all timesLike I now carry my pen.Unlike your own opinion myBelongings must have a function.You bled through the ink of my lines andTo be my subject nursed your thirst.Was it my fault, or your own, that you forgot—I do not deal in tender verse.

We quenched the bulging flame, amongst the ashes embers of fire remain