Quotes About Woman

To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex.

To Sherlock Holmes she is always the woman. I have seldom heard him mention her under any other name. In his eyes she eclipses and predominates the whole of her sex…there was but one woman to him, and that woman was the late Irene Adler, of dubious and questionable memory.

My instincts are all against a woman being too frank and at her ease with me. It is no compliment to a man.

He foresaw that she would be very much more useful to him in the character of a free woman.

You may remember the old Persian saying, 'There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.' There is as much sense in Hafiz as in Horace, and as much knowledge of the world.

There is danger for him who taketh the tiger cub, and danger also for whoso snatches a delusion from a woman.' There is as much sense in Hafiz as in Horace, and as much knowledge of the world." a

I have seen too much not to know that the impressions of a woman may be more valuable than the conclusion of an analytical reasoner.

Sollevò il fanale con mano così tremante che la luce danzava tutt'intorno a noi. La signorina Morstan mi afferrò il polso, il cuore in tumulto. Usciva nella notte dalla grande casa buia il più doloroso e malinconico dei suoni: il singhiozzo di una donna spaventata

Es peligroso quitar su cachorro a un tigre, y también es peligroso arrebatar a una mujer a una ilusion

No woman is the perfect woman, Cara. She can only ever be the right woman.

He is altogether selfish, she thought in some surprise, the only man I have ever sat and talked to alone, and I am impatient; he is simply not very interesting.

One of the most erogenous zones of a woman is her intelligence.

You know what they say: a woman was made with nine measures of talk.

I'm only human. A house without a woman is no house …' It did as much good as last winter's snow, of course.

A fair and generous woman is (at best) respected, but seldom loved.

Eitington, whom I met in Florence, is now here and will probably visit me soon to give me detailed impressions of Amsterdam. He seems to have taken up with some woman again. Such practice is a deterrent from theory. When I have totally overcome my libido (in the common sense), I shall undertake to write a 'Love-life of Mankind'.

Anatomy is destiny, and it is indeed grim destiny that a man who wishes to impose his will on a woman often has the means of physical force available to him. The same is not generally true in reverse. This biological fact of nature is not fair. But there is no fairness in nature. There is only nature in nature.

That there could be something in the world that a woman could want more than children has been viewed as unacceptable. Things may be marginally different now, but, even if there is something she wants more than children, that is no reason for a woman to remain childless. Any normal woman, it is understood, wants—and should want—both.

You caught some flak for questioning whether there could really be such a thing as a flâneuse. You didn't think it was possible for a woman to wander the streets in the same spirit and manner as a man. A female pedestrian was subject to constant disruptions: stares, comments, catcalls, gropes. A woman was raised to be always on guard: Was this guy walking too close? Was that guy following her? How, then, could she ever relax enough to experience the loss of sense of self, the

El honor de una mujer era el honor de todos los hombres que tenían el derecho y el deber de velar por ella.

It is perfectly natural for the future woman to feel indignant at the limitations posed upon her by her sex. The real question is not why she should reject them: the problem is rather to understand why she accepts them.

That the child is the supreme aim of woman is a statement having precisely the value of an advertising slogan.

A woman alone always seems a little unusual; it is not true that men respect women: they respect each other through their women—wives, mistresses, "kept" women; when masculine protection no longer extends over her, woman is disarmed before a superior caste that is aggressive, sneering, or hostile. As an "erotic perversion

the man who does not understand a woman is happy to replace his subjective deficiency with an objective resistance; instead of admitting his ignorance, he recognizes the presence of a mystery exterior to himself: here is an excuse that flatters his laziness and vanity at the same time.