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“Her name was Mary, and there ends any resemblance to the mother of our Lord.”

— Sue Monk Kidd

“And even later, when for the first time in her life she had lain in bed with a man and said his name involuntarily…

— Toni Morrison

“At St. Bernardine’s the nuns never liked me. Especially Sister Mary Bitch-and-a-Half. I think that was her biblical name.”

— Kathy Griffin

“And who did she have? The thought caught her up short, but then she smiled, remembering the preacher's words. She had the Lord. He…

— Carol Cox

“She hated the namelessness of women in stories, as if they lived and died so that men could have metaphysical insights.”

— Chad Harbach

“And now it appeared that there was a mysterious Queen clothed by rumour with dread and wonderful attributes, and commonly known by the impersonal…

— H. Rider Haggard

“She read all sorts of things: travels, and sermons, and old magazines. Nothing was so dull that she couldn't get through with it. Anything…

— Susan Coolidge

“SHE CAME TO a moment later and found the god of the sea between her legs, her skirts rucked up scandalously high once more,…

— Maggie Fenton

“And how simple, how sublimely familiar was the tale her body told.”

— Kurt Vonnegut

“She was beholden to no man, held her tongue for none, she would stand before the gods themselves and inform them of what they…

— A. H. Septimius

“And then a lady in a window high, Fair-haired, dark-eyed, and dressed in ancient style... Whom, in another life, perhaps I've seen, And whom…

— Gérard de Nerval

“She wrote his name on a piece of paper and lit it with a match. The letters curled as they turned dark and misshapen…

— Eric Overby