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She has been marinated in life
A seasoned woman is spicy

"A seasoned woman is spicy. She has been marinated in life experiences. Like a complex wine, she can be alternately sweet, tart, sparkling, mellow. She is both maternal and playful. Assured, alluring, and resourceful. She is less likely to have an agenda than a young woman—no biological clock tick-tocking beside her lover’s bed, no campaign to lead him to the altar, no rescue fantasies. The seasoned woman knows who she is. She could be any one of us, as long as she is committed to living fully and passionately in the second half of her life, despite failures and false starts. " Gail Sheehy



I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men.

Eat, Pray, Love



“I have a history of making decisions very quickly about men. I have always fallen in love fast and without measuring risks. I have a tendency not only to see the best in everyone, but to assume that everyone is emotionally capable of reaching his highest potential. I have fallen in love more times than I care to count with the highest potential of a man, rather than with the man himself, and I have hung on to the relationship for a long time (sometimes far too long) waiting for the man to ascend to his own greatness. Many times in romance I have been a victim of my own optimism.”
Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love


My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it.
Dear love, for nothing less than thee



“Dear love, for nothing less than thee
Would I have broke this happy dream;
It was a theme
For reason, much too strong for fantasy,
Therefore thou wak'd'st me wisely; yet
My dream thou brok'st not, but continued'st it.
Thou art so true that thoughts of thee suffice
To make dreams truths, and fables histories;
Enter these arms, for since thou thought'st it best,
Not to dream all my dream, let's act the rest.”
― John Donne

Come ci fa piacere avere finalmente le gonnelle tra noi!
Che bella ragazza, e così giovane!


“«Che bella ragazza, e così giovane! Come ci fa piacere avere finalmente le gonnelle tra noi! Venga che le offro un caffè!», dice Monsignor Raffaele Barbieri, incrociando nei corridoi di Montecitorio la comunista Mattei, prima di essere seccamente zittito: «Le uniche gonnelle ammesse qui dentro sono le mie, non le sue!».”
― Filippo Maria Battaglia, Stai zitta e va' in cucina: Breve storia del maschilismo in politica da Togliatti a Grillo

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