Quotes About Woman

The letters said: ". . . in a momentous drama giving the answer to the great problem: Should a woman tell?

The statue of a naked woman. If you understand the building, you understand what the figure must be. The human spirit. The heroic in man. The aspiration and the fulfillment, both. Uplifted in its quest - and uplifting by its own essence. Seeking God - and finding itself.

The place is built around it. The statue of a naked woman. If you understand the building, you understand what the figure must be. The human spirit. The heroic in man. The aspiration and the fulfillment, both. Uplifted in its quest - and uplifting by its own essence. Seeking God - and finding itself.

She fell asleep listening to Evanescence on her phone, mourning how disappointing men were, to judge a woman's faith in inches of skin covered.

Our history has always been the sum total of the choices made and the actions taken by each individual man and woman

You are far too lovely, my dear, for there to be any need for you to be a 'bluestocking'. I have no wish to be that. At the same time Papa always said that a pretty face is a good introduction, but a man wants something more if he to enjoy the company of one woman for the rest of his life.

I never could figure out why men thought they could impress a woman by making the world out to be such a big dangerous deal. I mean, we've got to live in the exact same world every damn day of the week, don't we?

From what he could see she had the legs of a much younger woman. Certainly not what he would have expected in the way of Unitarian legs.

No matter what affronts of youthful insolence he had to face in his day, he'd still have that: he was a man taken care of by a woman.

Away, down below now, single file on the path, comes a woman with four girls in tow, all of them in shirtwaist dresses. Seen from above this way they are pale, doomed blossoms, bound to appeal to your sympathies. Be careful. Later on you'll have to decide what sympathy they deserve.

Lusa bit her lip against the strange ache in her belly. This night was out of control completely, she thought, but what could you do? We're only what we are: a woman cycling with the moon, and a tribe of men trying to have sex with the sky.

quoting Díaz: "Only in her home, like a butterfly in a glass jar, can woman progress to her highest level of decency.

We're only what we are: a woman cycling with the moon, and a tribe of men trying to have sex with the sky.

She was a thin, sharp-boned woman who reminded Blanche of ribbon candy—all curves and gloss

The young New York immigrant woman from Mexico sitting in a college class in contemporary literature can ask herself, as class discussion of a novel begins, whether she's going to express her identity as the Latina, the Mexican, the woman, the immigrant, or the teenager as class discussion unfolds.

She takes my hand like a woman in a dream. She is in a dream, and so am I. Like all sweet dreams, it will be brief . . . but brevity makes sweetness, doesn't it?

It seemed to him that if the wrong man stepped into the marriage-loop with a woman, it was a noose instead of a ring.

That slit was the object of every man's lust - the heterosexual ones, at least - but it was frequently an object of their inexplicable scorn, distrust, and hate. You didn't hear that dark anger in all their jokes, but it was present in enough of them, and in some it was right out front, raw as a sore: What's a woman? A life-support system for a cunt .

The woman from Room 217 was there, as he had known she would be.

Her huge blue eyes and toothy red-lipsticked grin suggested a woman who might be only minutes away from a catastrophic mental breakdown.

A woman's love is strange and cruel and nearly always clear-sighted, love that sees is always horrible love, and she knew walking away was right and so she walked, dismissing the cries as only another part of the boy's development, like smiles from gas or scraped knees.

don't do anything unless you are asked to do it. Once the relationship has reached this stage, the typical commitmentphobic feels too guilty to ask anything of a woman because he doesn't want her to ask too much of him.

The God of the Hebrew Bible, ever merciful, told the first woman, "I will multiply your pain in childbearing; in pain you shall bring forth children.

Our current moral understanding does not seek to balance the interests of a woman not to be raped, the interests of the men who may wish to rape her, and the interests of the husband and fathers who want to monopolize her sexuality. In an upending of the traditional valuation, the woman's ownership of her body counts for everything, and the interests of all other claimants count for nothing.