Quotes About Woman

Na verdade, Capitu ia crescendo às carreiras, as formas arredondavam-se e avigoravam-se com grande intensidade; moralmente, a mesma coisa. Era mulher por dentro e por fora, mulher à direita e à esquerda, mulher por todos os lados, e desde os pés até à cabeça.

mulher feita, refeita e perfeita.

It seemed that a woman should remember the night a new life began inside her. Such a miracle should not be the result of routine or an ordinary coming together. Life should begin in a cataclysm of heat and fury bathed in the sweat of passion and urgency.

A woman who walks away from the promise of power finds the strength to forgive – and saves her friendship, her marriage, and her sanity. The world is turned upside down.

Specht says, It meant I know you think I'm worth it , because that's what it was with the guys in the room. They were going to take a woman and make her the object. I was defensive and defiant. I thought, I'll fight you. Don't you tell me what I am. You've been telling me what I am for generations.

There is no accounting for tastes, as the woman said when someone told her her son was wanted by the police.

A confident woman wears a smile and has this air of comfortability and pleasantness about her.

A responsible woman is one who sees opportunities of service and responds to them quickly. In her dwells the ability to see and respond to opportunities.

Maturity of a woman is not in her age or size for age is just a number and size is figure.

Not just part of us becomes a teacher. It engages the whole self - the woman or man, wife or husband, mother or father, the lover, scholar or artist in you as well as the teacher earning money.

Raising her voice, the woman said to the crowd, in archaic rustic Bengali: 'The time is here, pray that all goes well for our Laakhan, once again.

only a woman has the power to choose whether or not to bestow.

se refieren al versículo «he encontrado que la mujer es más amarga que la muerte»26

The life of woman must be outwardly a well-intentioned, cheerful dissimulation of her real life. —MARGARET FULLER

I am so suggestible. When Chatty asks if I am hungry, I say, I could be. I would try to become the woman you wanted without even knowing I was trying. As it is, I am barely the woman I am.

She was a woman who thrived on danger, but when the danger ended, she couldn't find a way to be happy.

Confucius say a woman is worth a thousand words. Tell your wife she's used up her total

I had a feeling that Pandora's box contained the mysteries of woman's sensuality, so different from a man's and for which man's language was so inadequate. The language of sex had yet to be invented. The language of the senses was yet to be explored.

Woman brings pain. Woman is evil. There are no exceptions. I tell you, even the angels are liars. What does Proust say? "We lie all our lives, and more especially, only perhaps, to those whom we love." Open your Proust. I have underlined it for you.

says he is afraid of me because I am the kind of woman who leaves scars.

I was growing sad, sad with restlessness and hunger. I felt that nothing would happen to me. I felt desperate with desire to be a woman, to plunge into living. Why was I enslaved by this need of being in love first? Where would my life begin? It seemed to me that a great current was passing all around me and that I was left out. I would have to find someone who felt as I did. But where? Where?

I am a woman first of all. At the core of my work was a journal written for the father I lost, loved and wanted to keep. I am personal. I am essentially human, not intellectual. I do not understand abstract act. Only art born of love, passion, pain.

I said to a Frenchman the other day: "I love genius," He answered: "A woman gives genius to the man she loves.

What you call your lies are fiction and myths. The art of creating a disguise can be as beautiful as the creation of a painting… I created a woman for my artist life, bold, gay, courageous, generous, fearless; and another to please my father, a clear-sighted woman with a love of beauty, harmony, and self-discipline, critical and selective; and still another who lives in chaos, embraces the weak and the stumbling and the confused.