Quotes About Stereotypes

She's not Italian in any way you'd notice. No garlic smell or big armpit hair. She came here to attend medical school. Frigging medical school. In Iowa. The truth is, immigrants tend to be more American than people born here. The

She's not Italian in any way you'd notice. No garlic smell or big armpit hair. She came here to attend medical school. Frigging medical school. In Iowa. The truth is, immigrants tend to be more American than people born here.

She wanted a choice beyond: Housewife versus lawyer.

I mean, a male chauvinist pig isn't born, he's made, and more and more of them are being made by women. After long enough, you just roll over and accept the fact that you're a sexist, bigoted, insensitive, crude, cretinist cretin.

He was a nice guy, Jimmy, but rich or not he was dumb as a bag of retards, and smoking all that weed didn't help.

Or maybe," Miriam seethes, "men swim in a septic pool of bad ideas about tough guys and big dicks, and they float there, soaking in it, gulping down mouthfuls of that shit, and it gets inside them, infects them, makes their blood go black and sour. Fathers take their sons and shove their heads down under the water, too, just to make sure they all get a taste. Maybe men are fucking broken. You ever think that?

Men always want to put us in boxes," Miranda says finally. "They want to keep us there, out of sight, out of mind. Make our limbs weak so we can't fight back. They would very much prefer us to be props—a rack, perhaps, to hold up their hats, a shelf to display their trophies.

Look like chick books." "And you're a chick, so what's the problem?" She laughs. "Well, you've got beans and franks, or so I assume." "Hey," he says, suddenly all serious. "Reading books by female authors does not limit my macho vibe. Plus, bitches write the best characters, man. It's like they get people, you know?

How did all that revolutionary talk of the seventies land us in a place where being female means playing dumb and looking good?

Americans see everything too simply—a good guy, a bad guy, does he have a white hat or a black hat? But it's the wrong question.

The woman who thinks she is intelligent demands equal rights with men. A woman who is intelligent does not.

Much of what is considered good in little girls is considered downright repulsive in little boys. Physical timidity or hypercautiousness, being quietly well behaved, and depending on others for help and support are thought to be natural - if not outright charming - in girls. Boys, however, are actively discouraged from the dependent forms of relating, which are considered sissyish in male children.

It is fruitless to search for the characteristics of an "American" identity, because each nation has its own notion of what being American should mean.

Irkla ilgili önyarg?lar insan?n beynini çürütüyor.

True, you couldn't treat an Irishman like an African, white nigger or no.

Sitcom white folk, movie-of-the-week white folk were our coon show.

One reason these and other average guys vie for the attention of paid hot girls is their skewed view of average women. "So-called normal girls are boring," said one john, "but I'll sport fuck them if only for the count." On

If woman had no existence save in the fiction written by men, one would imagine her a person of the utmost importance (...); as great as a man, some think even greater. But this is woman in fiction. In fact, as Professor Trevelyan points out [in his History of England ], she was locked up, beaten and flung about the room.

Women made civilisation impossible with all their "charm " all their silliness.

The man looks the world full in the face, as if it were made for his uses and fashioned to his liking. The woman takes a sidelong glance at it, full of subtlety, even of suspicion. Had they both worn the same clothes, it is possible that their outlook might have been the same.

However, the majority of women are neither harlots nor courtesans; nor do they sit clasping pug dogs to dusty velvet all through the summer afternoon.

Mr. Oscar Browning was a great figure in Cambridge at one time, and used to examine the students at Girton and Newnham. Mr. Oscar Browning was wont to declare "that the impression left on his mind, after looking over any set of examination papers, was that, irrespective of the marks he might give, the best woman was intellectually the inferior of the worst man.

There is no mark on the wall to measure the precise height of women. There are no yard measures neatly divided into the fractions of an inch that one can lay against the qualities of a good mother or the devotion of a daughter or fidelity of a sister or the capacity of a housekeeper.

The man looks the world full in the face, as if it were made for his uses and fashioned to his liking. The woman takes a sidelong glance at it, full of subtlety, even of suspicion.