276 Quotes About Femininity

  • Author Pierre Bourdieu
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    Femininity is imposed for the most part through an unremitting discipline that concerns every part of the body and is continuously recalled through the constraints of clothing or hairstyle.

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  • Author Peter Darcy
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    Joan of Arc’s feminine magnetism had an overwhelming motivating power over the demoralized men – and nation – of her day. It is unlikely that even a handsome young man in the vigor of his youth could have had the same effect. Joan’s feminine beauty and virtue simply won over the hearts of her countrymen.

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  • Author Michaela Boehm
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    Putting on a persona of someone else’s expression, or trying to emulate the current gold standard of social media femininity, is just adopting a fake layer in order to be someone we are not. In many ways, it is the revival of the fifties-housewife scenario with a neo-Tantric twist.

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  • Author Glennon Doyle
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    There is no such thing as a feminine quality, because there is no such thing as masculinity or femininity. "Femininity" is just a set of human characteristics a culture pours into a bucket and slaps with the label "feminine.

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  • Author Anton Szandor LaVey
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    Large breasts are associated with feminine women, regardless of the slenderness of their hips. The capacity of a milk container cannot be told by its outside dimensions. Femininity is more accurately displayed by generous hips. Guess you can tell I favor women with big asses.

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  • Author Virginia Woolf
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    (...) purely feminine; with that extraordinary gift, that woman's gift, of making a world of her own wherever she happened to be.

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  • Author Ehsan Sehgal
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    Femininity proves to be a woman and masculinity to be a man. The rest is just the texture, not the reality.

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  • Author Clarice Lispector
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    she had stared through the window at a little old lady in the sun, grubby, light and quick – a branch quivering in the breeze. A dry branch where there was so much femininity, Joana had thought, that the poor dear could have a child if life hadn’t dried up in her body

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