Quotes About Woman

I am a southern woman, and I write about the places that flavor me. I cannot help myself.

But it has been my way—as a woman, but also as a writer—to speak of the kinds of human experience so many of us are taught to believe we should keep hidden. I am speaking here of those so-called "shameful" emotions like envy, anger, self-pity, vanity, pride—the moments I believe all of us experience in which we display our least heroic but possibly most human selves. Over my many years as a writer, I

A woman's heart is much stronger than a man's. They are weak creatures, dear. Weak, and often far more insecure than they present on the outside. Trust your love, child. The rest will follow.

Ella no se levantó para besarlo, recibió sin comprender la sonrisa que le vino desde la puerta; lo supuso alejándose lento, cegado por la luz del mediodía. Después ocupó en la cama el lugar donde había estado el hombre todo el tiempo, durante todo el breve pasado que era posible reducir a una escena.

Mientras tanto lo que se percibe en sus diarios (de Tolstói) es un hombre dividido: por un lado, lleno de certezas sobre la religión, sobre los defectos de la mujer (la culpa a de todos los desgarres del mundo contemporáneo), sobre la cultura (que sólo florece, decía, cuando no hay moral). Y, por el otro, lleno de dudas.

La noche anterior había sido como hacer el amor con una memoria, con la memoria de una mujer, y no con la mujer presente, igual que seguimos sintiendo, después de pisar una piedra con el pie desnudo, la forma de la piedra en el arco del pie

When she heard the deep-sleep breathing of Captain Montgomery, she turned and hissed at him. How could he sleep? The most awful things could happen and men never lost their appetites or their ability to sleep. Put food in front of a man and he ate it. Lay a man horizontal and he went to sleep—or he began fumbling with the buttons on a woman's dress.

man—if for no other reason than so she could argue with

She was strong, Winnie Bollash. As strong a woman as he knew. Capable-like. And the most vulnerable creature he'd ever met.

She be a smart woman, ain't she? Yes, sir. I shouldn't have made such a fuss. I can get in some water. Just like that, he admitted he was wrong. What an amazing conversation. (hardback, large print, page 76)

Brigitte LeContre, code-named Germaine, arrived in Vichy, France, on Saturday, August 23, 1941. She was the first woman field agent the SOE had sent into France.

Today she was copying the Biblical passage that he had recited concerning the woman more valuable than rubies who serves her family day and night and never gets any rest.

It is impossible to deny a woman in a feeding mood. It is as if they look right through you, to that small, weak part that has been there since you were a baby and that doesn't know how to defy authority.

Are you going to acquire a woman on every voyage we sail on?" he grumbled.

Let me first state that I believe that marriage is a sacred union between one man and one woman.

The question of whether or not it is sinful for a woman to wear pants is such a point of confusion, division, and animosity among Catholics today that it should be addressed here. The issue needs to be settled once and for all. The question of wearing pants is the last thing Catholics should be outwardly attacking each other for.

When lovely woman stoops to folly And finds too late that men betray What charm can soothe her melancholy What art can wash her guilt away?

Colin decided then and there that the female mind was a strange and incomprehensible organ - one which no man should even attempt to understand. There wasn't a woman alive who could go from point A to B without stopping at C, D, X, and 12 along the way.

For the love of God, woman, there's only one rule in that bloody book worth following.' 'And that is?' Elizabeth asked disdainfully. 'That you marry your damned marquis!

He closed his eyes. The insides of his eyelids were a brownish black, not at all the same as the thick purple of the night. Darkness had so many colors. It was strange, that, and perhaps a little disquieting. But— ?Oh!? A foot slammed into his left calf, and he opened his eyes just in time to see a woman tumbling backward. Right onto his blanket. He smiled. The gods still loved him.

He took a step toward her, his clothing slipping from his fingers. 'There has been a terrible mistake.' 'Yes, there has,' she said, her entire body shaking with emotion. 'I was mistaken to think I could ever be enough of a woman to please you, to ever think that I could learn what it means to be anyone else but me.

Dunford arrived a few minutes later and gave her an approving nod. "You look lovely, Henry." She smiled her thanks but decided not to put too much stock in his compliment. It sounded like the sort of thing he said automatically to any woman in his vicinity.

isn't patience a virtue?" "Absolutely not," Lady Danbury said emphatically, "and if you think so, you're less of a woman than I thought.

When he looked up at Annabel, he was just a man, looking at a woman, praying and hoping that she loved him the way he loved her.