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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
And in that day seven women shall take hold of one man, saying,
We will eat our own bread, read more
And in that day seven women shall take hold of one man, saying,
We will eat our own bread, and wear our own apparel: only let us
be called by thy name, to take away our reproach.
For my part I distrust all generalizations about women, favorable and unfavorable, masculine and feminine, ancient and modern; all alike, read more
For my part I distrust all generalizations about women, favorable and unfavorable, masculine and feminine, ancient and modern; all alike, I should say, result from paucity of experience.
Woman was taken out of man; not out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to read more
Woman was taken out of man; not out of his head to top him, nor out of his feet to be trampled underfoot; but out of his side to be equal to him, under his arm to be protected, and near his heart to be loved
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
The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her.
The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her.
Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
Women are meant to be loved, not to be understood.
Women are never disarmed by compliments. Men always are. That is the difference between the sexes.
Women are never disarmed by compliments. Men always are. That is the difference between the sexes.
On one she smiles, and he was blest;
She smiles elsewhere--we make a din!
But 'twas not read more
On one she smiles, and he was blest;
She smiles elsewhere--we make a din!
But 'twas not love which heaved her breast,
Fair child!--it was the bliss within.
