Quotes About Society

Joy preferred not to embarrass Steffi by offering her dog food as Steffi didn't appear to know she was a dog. She chatted at length with Joy each morning after breakfast, making strange, elongated whining sounds that Joy knew were her sadly unintelligible attempts at English. The one time they'd taken her to the local dog park, Steffi had been appalled and sat at their feet with an expression of frozen hauteur on her face, as if she were a society lady at McDonald's.

if an arm-less, leg-less woman on a skateboard could find a man, surely Sophie was doing something very, very wrong? How did this woman meet him? Pull on his trouser leg as she rolled by him in a nightclub?) Now

No, Mr. Khrushchev, you may not have a wall. It will not prove that communism works. It will not work out well at all.

Although, of course, a fat man isn't nearly as pathetic as a fat woman. Her

What's your husband in for? Oh, bank robbery? Really? Mine's in for murder. Yep, strangled a girl. Off to the gym after this, are you?

You never changed your appearance for men, you changed it for other women, because they were the ones carefully tracking each other's weight and skin tone, along with their own, they were the ones trapped with you on the ridiculous appearance obsession merry-go-round that they couldn't or wouldn't get off.

something about that knowing smirk of hers. She's thinking, Yep, all men are bastards but we women just have to knuckle down and get on with it. I

Men often used that phrase: "drop some weight." They said it without shame or emotion, as if the weight were an object they could easily put down when they chose. Women said they needed to "lose weight," with their eyes down, as if the extra weight was part of them, a terrible sin they'd committed.

Clementine learned to feel bad about her white middle-class privilege long before it became fashionable.

You never changed your appearance for men, you changed it for other women,

I mean a fat, ugly man can still be funny and lovable and successful," continued Jane. "But it's like it's the most shameful thing for a woman to be.

C'est à la mère de surveiller son enfant. Et tant pis pour le féminisme. Pam était capable de hurler sur les toits pour défendre l'égalité des salaires, mais toutes les femmes savaient qu'on ne pouvait pas compter sur les hommes en société. Il était scientifiquement prouvé qu'ils étaient incapables de faire deux choses à la fois!

But Napoleon was deeply respectful of road signs and tiny clauses on bureaucratic forms. For him, rules were about politeness and respect and ensuring the survival of a civilized society.

It's because a woman's entire self-worth rests on her looks,' said Jane. 'That's why. It's because we live in a beauty-obsessed society where the most important thing a woman can do is make herself attractive to men.' Madeline

Cecilia did not know why her three slender daughters loved watching overweight people sweat and cry and starve.

Everyone wanted to be rich and beautiful, but the truly rich and beautiful had to pretend they were just the same as everyone else. Oh, it was a funny old world.

Why do girls always feel like they have to apologize for giving an opinion or taking up space in the world? Have you ever noticed that?" Nicole asked. "You go on websites and some girl leaves a post and if it's longer than three sentences or she's expressing her thoughts about some topic, she usually ends with, 'Sorry for the rant' or 'That may be dumb, but that's what I think.

The great myth of our times is that technology is communication.

Certainly, envy is no monopoly of the poor; it makes itself felt in all sections of society; it haunts the court, the library, the barrack-room, even the sanctuary; it is provoked in some unhappy souls by the near neighbourhood of any superior rank or excellence whatever.

For most American women, culture has defined anything beyond walls and social protections as wild and dangerous.

Both women and nature are protected, restricted, objectified, idealized, and made passive.

Hum Woh Engineer Nahi...

Besides, the normal people here wouldn't see it. That was what "different" meant. It's just another word for lonely.

They stared at each other, mobster and girl, Nat trembling with what couldn't be anger, because good girls weren't supposed to feel rage, were they? Society, not to mention the sisters at school, were both very clear on that point indeed, and Mom...