Quotes About Masculinity

I always assume a man is at least a latent homosexual until proven otherwise. In any case, you can't blame a gay for trying, he said, smiling a smile utterly unlike my own.

As the crapulent major said, A man doesn't need balls in this country, Captain. The women all have their own.

They were average specimens of national manhood, slim and gaunt with deeply tanned skin from riding in jeeps and on motorcycles.

As some men were born to handle a paintbrush or a pen, he was born to wield a gun. It looked natural in his hand, a tool of which a man could be proud, like a wrench.

Something about the fraternal atmosphere of a billiards hall reassured the soul. The isolated pool of light over a table of green felt was an indoor hydroponic zone where what grew was the prickly plant of masculine emotion, too sensitive for sunlight and fresh air.

Men are attached to two types of women : those who wear well and those who wear little.

Being male is a matter of birth. Being a man is a matter of age. But being a gentleman is a matter of choice.

In every human being a vacillation from one sex to the other takes place, and often it is only the clothes that keep the male or female likeness, while underneath the sex is the very opposite of what is above.

Los hombres denuncian con virulencia las injusticias sociales o raciales, pero se muestran indulgentes y comprensivos cuando se trata de la dominación machista (...) piensan que una forma de opresión es insoportable y que la otra está llena de poesía

Men are trapped in a different dichotomy, that which gives them a hard-on must remain a problem. Above all, no reconciliation. Because a peculiar thing about men is that they tend to despise that which they desire, as well as despising themselves for the physical manifestation of that desire.

Men love other men. They are always explaining how much they love women, but we all know they're fibbing. They love each other... They watch each other on the cinema screen, give themselves great roles, think themselves powerful, boast, and can't get enough of being so strong, so brave, and so handsome. They write for each other, congratulate each other, support each other.

Cuanto más escasa es la virilidad de un tipo, más atento está a lo que hacen las mujeres. Y al contrario, cuanta más seguridad tiene un hombre mejor soporta la diversidad de actitudes de las mujeres y su masculinidad.

I find it strange that today, when so many people walk around with tiny computers in their pockets -- cameras, phones, personal organizers, iPods--there exists no object at all to slip into your pussy when you go out for a stroll that will rip up the cock of any fucker who sticks it in there. Perhaps it isn't desirable to make female genitalia inaccessible by force. A woman must remain open, and fearful. Otherwise, how would masculinity define itself?

The root of heterosexual fear of male homosexuality is in the fact that anyone might be gay. Straight men aren't threatened by a flamboyant faggot because they know they aren't like that; they're threatened by a guy who's just like they are who turns out to be queer.

All the men in my family were bearded, and most of the women.

Once you tell a man he's pretty, there's no taking it back. They think they're pretty all the time, and I suppose, in a way, they are. It's got to do with believing it.

I think the macho mystique was far more a guiding principle in our Dad's generation than ours, the 'strong silent type' was much more common.

I would be ready to become a dad if I was with the right person. I'd like a boy, though. Because they're in charge.

Yes, that's what made my mother angry, no doubt about it. The ostentatious virility.

Guys with small dry lips, they turn me off, or if they smell bookish—you know, this dry pencil smell of men.

Boys never become men, they become skeletons and skulls.

Guys aren't deep enough to need CliffsNotes.

Oh hell no. Guys don't talk about that crap." "You're serious." "Really." "What do you talk about?" Shane looked at her as if she were insane. "You know. Stuff. We're not girls. We don't talk about our feelings. I mean, not to other guys." Claire rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, be emotionally stunted losers; I don't care.

Woman, I spend my days hammering nails and building strong walls. I'm plenty manly enough.