Men are my hobby, if I ever got married I'd have to give it up.

Men are my hobby, if I ever got married I'd have to give it up.

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.

Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.

The woman who appeals to a man's vanity may stimulate him, the woman who appeals to his heart may attract read more

The woman who appeals to a man's vanity may stimulate him, the woman who appeals to his heart may attract him, but it is the woman who appeals to his imagination who gets him

Where is the man who has the power and skill
To stem the torrent of a woman's will?
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Where is the man who has the power and skill
To stem the torrent of a woman's will?
For if she will, she will, you may depend on't;
And if she won't, she won't; so there's an end on't.

The woman who tells her age is either too young to have anything to lose or too old to have read more

The woman who tells her age is either too young to have anything to lose or too old to have anything to gain

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does read more

I, with a deeper instinct, choose a man who compels my strength, who makes enormous demands on me, who does not doubt my courage or my toughness, who does not believe me naive or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

Women have always been the strong ones of the world. The men are always seeking from women a little pillow read more

Women have always been the strong ones of the world. The men are always seeking from women a little pillow to put their heads down on. They are always longing for the mother who held them as infants.

I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt read more

I think Nature hath lost the mould
Where she her shape did take;
Or else I doubt if Nature could
So fair a creature make.