Quotes About Men

She remembered having read that all the greatest men in history had been of less than the middle height.

She was a nymph to whom men's admiration was the greater part of life.

The turbot that came after the soup, the champagne that succeeded the sherry, helped to quicken in these men of thought the power to grapple with a reality.

The minds which one found in the pages of a book were understandable. But the minds of living men—how terrible they were! One

Let your light so shine before men, that they may see your good works and glorify your Father in heaven. Matthew 5:16

So the angels went to the shepherds. Men who didn't have a reputation to protect or an ax to grind or a ladder to climb. Men who didn't know enough to tell God that angels don't sing to sheep and that messiahs aren't found sleeping in a feed trough.

Maybe the cops have got him. The knowledge of what police do to black men rose wraithlike before my eyes.

A woman] will need to prize her tenderness and be able to display it at appropriate times in order to prevent toughness from gaining total authority and to avoid becoming a mirror image of those men who value power above life, and control over love.

The "boys"? Those cement faces and eyes of hate that burned the clothes off you if they happened to see you lounging on the main street downtown on Saturday. Boys? It seemed that youth had never happened to them. Boys? No, rather men who were covered with graves' dust and age without beauty or learning. The ugliness and rottenness of old abominations.

men aren't in touch with their emotions, and don't share enough [?]

I know. I seriously need to just give up men entirely. I wonder if Episcopalians can enter convents?

How many times do I have to tell you, Amelia? Men are like little woodland creatures. You have to lure them to you with tiny breadcrumbs and soft words of encouragement. You cannot simply whip out a rock and conk them over the head with it.

Men enjoy the hunt, you see, and once their quarry has been taken, they tend to lose all interest.

I asked Ochto what in the name of all that was sacred he thought he was doing. Helping you, said Dirnes. Why? They put the soldier down, and Ochto straightened to look me in the eye. Because I know nothing about kings and princes, but I know men.

Where are my guards, Teleus? He was still speaking softly. Three men dead and he wasn't even breathing hard, Costis noted.

All wars make men monsters, all wars and all men." "And women?" he asked. "Women, too," Attolia confirmed.

Boys. Drau or mortal, they were all the same.

This is what she hated most about the on-line world, the shadows as much as the bright lights of the legal nets: too many men assumes that the nets were exclusively their province, and were startled and angry to find out that it wasn't.

Men made life far too difficult when they insisted on neatly categorizing their emotions. When emotions became complicated, they brooded and struggled so mightily in an attempt to simplify them again—when, given time, everything would sort itself out and slide into its place.

But there exists not one man who never errs. We would be gods. And gods didn't apologize. Men did.

Our consciousness, as individuals and as a society, has been raised. We've realized that women have souls, and men have feelings.

The only really happy folk are married women and single men.

Sympathy can be addictive and can kill strong men as surely as a diet of nothing but sugar.

In patriarchal culture men are especially inclined to see love as something they should receive without expending effort. More often than not they do not want to do the work that love demands. When the practice of love invites us to enter a place of potential bliss that is at the same time a place of critical awakening and pain, many of us turn our backs on love.