Quotes About Femininity

On second thought she hoped she never met a woman that attractive.. If she did, she would be morally obligated to run her over with her car.." Bride

My body has conditioned things, to some extent. The life of an attractive woman is different from that of a plain one. My hair, my eyes, the shape of my mouth, the contours of breast and thigh have all contributed.

A woman is a deep Ditch, said he, her House inclines to Death and her Paths unto the Devil

and wherever they chose. The formidable Bill Sikes glowered and menaced and planned robberies. Oliver Twist—to the best of Dodger's knowledge—was lying in a ditch somewhere and might well be dead. And Nancy, that tragic woman whose fundamental goodness of femininity had been diminished and dimmed, but not destroyed, by her life as a slattern whore, was still practicing her trade

Her smile increased. She had perfect white regular teeth; Irish, Juliana decided. Only Irish blood could give that jawline such femininity.

Does she make the heavens fall? Yes, she pulls down everything. Molinari nodded. It's a psionic talent she has... it's called being a woman.

Si es amor por una mujer o una imitación androide, es sexo. Despierte y cuestióneselo, Deckard. Quería acostarse con un androide femenino, nada más y nada menos.

Because when the death-dealing powers of ice and cold reach your loins, your breasts and hips and buttocks as well as your heart—it was already deep in her heart, surely—then there will be no more woman. And you won't survive that. No matter what I or any man chooses to do.

Naturally, Mrs. Knudson wore too much makeup; women always put on too much makeup when someone dies.

Can you imagine my astonishment, in turn, at learning that part of my own nature was female, and bird-formed, and beautiful?

Forse è tutto ciò che sono realmente: un leccatore di figa, una bocca schiava del buco femminile. Lecca! E così sia! Forse la soluzione più saggia per me è vivere a quattro zampe! Strisciare attraverso la vita ingozzandomi di passera, lasciando che a raddrizzare i torti e a fare i padri di famiglia siano le creature erette!

a nervous, undernourished girl who continually looked down the front of her gown as though there was some sort of construction project going on under her clothes.

La fente, comme tracée au tire-ligne, cette superbe couture rabattue, qui s'épanouira un jour en pétales et, au fil du temps, deviendra le con de la femme, un pliage d'origami.

she was fifty-five and seared with hot flashes, and her daughter's was now the female form exuding the magnetic currents.

But is it possible for a woman to be too uninhibited, too willing, so as to seem almost too... masculine?

A simple creature unlettyrde. Julian of Norwich called herself. The most unlearned and uninformed female who ever dared to be an authoress. Echoed Jane Austen—four hundred years afterward.

Cellulite and sexual potential are highly correlated.

Se equivoca; las mujeres necesitamos otra información sobre un hombre como ése. No conocemos la calidez de su voz, si conversa mirando a los ojos, si su abrazo nos hace sentir pequeñas. A una mujer no le interesa un hombre que necesita ser rescatado. Como empleado, tal vez, concluye, pero para amar a un hombre, el alma buena es lo de menos.

The woman was silent, her eyes on the floor. Shimamura had come to a point where he knew he was only parading his masculine shamelessness, and yet it seemed likely enough that the woman was familiar with the failing and need not be shocked by it. He looked at her. Perhaps it was the rich lashes of the downcast eyes that made her face seem warm and sensuous. She shook her head very slightly, and again a faint blush spread over her face.

And I can't complain. After all, only women are able really to love

Era el cuerpo de mujer que invitaba al hombre a los círculos inferiores del infierno.

Su angustia no era común a todas las mujeres en el acto de la entrega. Y con ella ocurrió solamente en aquella única vez. El hilo de plata estaba cortado, la taza de oro destruida.

Por qué, entre todos los animales, en el largo curso del mundo, solo los pechos de la hembra humana habían llegado a ser hermosos? ¿No era para la gloria de la raza humana que los pechos femeninos hubiesen adquirido semejante belleza?

Era el cuerpo de mujer lo que arrastraba al hombre a los círculos inferiores del infierno.