Quotes About Masculinity

This is the freedom of the gospel—that we are free to be whom God made us to be, not confined to a box of aggressive masculinity or demure femininity.

Don't you realize that as long as you have to sit down to pee, you'll never be a dominant force in the world? You'll never be a convincing technocrat or middle manager. Because people will know. She's in there sitting down.

The boys quiet until Ben looks across the table at Chon, holds his thumb and index finger a millimeter apart, and says, "We're that close to being gay." They laugh for half an hour. Collective dicks

Professor Asshole would never hold a door open, considering it a condescending, paternalistic passive-aggressive gesture perpetuating the male power structure.

There is a time in a boy's life when the sweetness is pounded out of him; and tenderness, and the ability to show what he feels, is gone.

My whole life long I have done nothing but interpret my dreams of ultimate masculinity, and draw them.

All the real blokes I know are obsessed with cars and have started doing cycling at the weekend and being really, really boring about it and banging on about their Fitbits and growing stupid beards and talking about being on Tinder. That's what all the 'real men' are like these days!

I can't look like a cheap-ass in front of my boys.

It's all about attitude. You act like you're the shit and guys are so dumb they'll totally believe it.

But in my mind tractors are like penises. They cannot be too big.

I've come to believe that it's the stronger man who expresses his emotions rather than swallowing them and allowing them to fester.

I grew up with all boys in my family, where there was no place for girlie stuff. But it's amazing to walk into my house now. Everything is pink!

As far as she could tell, men didn't have close friendships, not like women did, but they still had that human need for connection. Every movie and TV show and magazine article told them it was their job to go out and grab what they wanted at the same time it told them that women were theirs for the taking.

When women's sexuality is imagined to be passive or "dirty," it also means that men's sexuality is automatically positioned as aggressive and right-no matter what form it takes. And when one of the conditions of masculinity, a concept that is already so fragile in men's minds, is that men dissociate from women and prove their manliness through aggression, we're encouraging a culture of violence and sexuality that's detrimental to both men and women.

While boys are taught that the things that make them men--good men--are universally accepted ethical ideals, women are led to believe that our moral compass lies somewhere between our legs. Literally.

As Robert Jensen wrote in 'Getting Off: Pornography and the End of Masculinity,' 'Pornography as a mirror shows us how men see women. Not all men, of course--but the ways in which many men who accept the conventional conception of masculinity see women. It's an unsettling look in that mirror.

I glance at my boots. They are big and clumsy, the breeches are tucked into them, and standing up one looks well-built and powerful in these great drainpipes. But when we go bathing and strip, suddenly we have slender legs again and slight shoulders. We are no longer soldiers but little more than boys; no one would believe that we could carry packs.

A boutonniere rested beside each plate. Everyone wore tuxedos. There was not a woman in sight.

Diesel better have a big dick, that's all she was saying.

How does he get that caveman shit to work for him? I would get my balls ripped off and stuffed in my mouth if I pulled what he does.

Let him think that I am more man than I am and I will be so.

It must be most dangerous then to be a man. It is indeed, madame, and but few survive it. ? Ernest Hemingway, Death in the Afternoon (Zinc Read, February 21, 2023) Originally publishedJanuary 1, 1932

He took the bait like a male and he pulls like a male and his fight has no panic in it. I wonder if he has any plans or if he is just as desperate as I sin?

Scott was a man then who looked like a boy with a face between handsome and pretty... The mouth worried you until you knew him and then it worried you more.