Quotes About Men

There's a kinship among men who have sat by a dying fire and measured the worth of their life by it.

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men,they are far superior and always have been. -William Golding

I think women are foolish to pretend they are equal to men; they are far superior and always have been.

All history is only one long story to this effect: men have struggled for power over their fellow-men in order that they might win the joys of earth at the expense of others and might shift the burdens of life from their own shoulders upon those of others.

to God alone we render worship, but in other things we gladly serve you, acknowledging you as kings and rulers of men, and praying that with your kingly power you be found to possess also sound judgment.

to declare that all those things must have been the work not of men but of angels.16

It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream. I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident; that all men are created equal.

conceive that the people of America, in their present temper, or under any circumstances which can speedily happen, will choose, and every second year repeat the choice of, sixty-five or a hundred men who would be disposed to form and pursue a scheme of tyranny or treachery

But every man was constrained by so much sincerity to the like plain dealing, and what love of nature, what poetry, what symbol of truth he had, he did certainly show him. But to most of us society shows not its face and eye, but its side and its back. To stand in true relations with men in a false age is worth a fit of insanity, is it not?

There was once a common understanding in our society among men that there are standards of action and behavior to which men should hold themselves. Men, the code dictates, among other things, keep their word, whether in writing or not, men do not take advantage of women, men support their children, and men watch their language, especially around women and children. The code of men is fading.

The opposition between the men who have and the men who are is immemorial.

What we now need to discover in the social realm is the moral equivalent of war: something heroic that will speak to men as universally as war does, and yet will be as compatible with their spiritual selves as war has proved itself to be incompatible.

If we claim only reasonable probability, it will be as much as men who love the truth can ever at any given moment hope to have within their grasp. Pretty surely it will be more than we could have had, if we were unconscious of our liability to err.

While some of his men were mounting a machine gun in the entrance, Hitler jumped up on a table and to attract attention fired a revolver shot toward the ceiling.

Since Kemal's death, Turkey has been ruled by small minds, unsteady, weak men.

A rage. Ori supposed there were as many unspeakable stories as there were men come back from war. Baron was

The fame of good men?s actions seldom goes beyond their own doors, but their evil deeds are carried a thousand miles? distance.

I thought that if lokas existed at all, good women would surely go to one where men were not allowed so that they could be finally free of male demands.

Animals were superior to most humans. Men would have turned away once you had nothing more to give them.

I wanted to warn my husbands that one couldn't depend on a man who plucked frailty and desire so easily out of his heart. How could he have compassion for the faults of others, or understand their need?

My finger travels the longest carved line on the face, the thickest welt, up that face. From the base of the jaw all the way up the cheek, stopping just short of the abalone shell eye. These lines cut into the wood are meant to mimic the ancient facial tattoos that marked these ancestors as men, as warriors, as worthy of carrying their lineage back into the place of death and yet forward into the place of tomorrow.

Deach becomes some men. Others wear it shamefully; others still, defiantly. Their protest choking, suffocating.

It's the men, and the leadership they follow, who make all the difference.

If the war had proved anything it was that life had unexpected resistance to the instruments with which men had been issued. Simonson