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Quotes About Men

Time has dealt kindly with that stout officer, as it does ordinarily with men who have good stomachs and good tempers, and are not perplexed over much by fatigue of the brain.
~ William Makepeace Thackeray
I wonder is it because men are cowards in heart that they admire bravery so much, and place military valour so far beyond every other quality for reward and worship?
~ William Makepeace Thackeray
To part with money is a sacrifice beyond almost all men endowed with a sense of order. There is scarcely any man alive who does not think himself meritorious for giving his neighbour five pounds.
~ William Makepeace Thackeray
Wars, for us, are either inevitable, or created. Whatever they are, they should not wholly vitiate art. What art needs is greater men, and what politics needs is better men. (Something About a Soldier (1940))
~ William Saroyan
De qué serviría presentar objeciones? Un huracán es un acto de Dios. Quizá la guerra también lo sea... todavía no lo sé. Por ahora mi opinión es que la guerra es un acto de los hombres. No me gusta. La odio con todas mis fuerzas. Pero cuando su furia me arrastra, no veo que pueda hacer nada... excepto desear que pueda salir con vida de ella, y te aseguro que es lo que estoy esperando.
~ William Saroyan
Women may fall when there's no strength in men. Act II
~ William Shakespeare
A coward dies a thousand times before his death, but the valiant taste of death but once. It seems to me most strange that men should fear, seeing that death, a necessary end, will come when it will come.
~ William Shakespeare
Officers, what offence have these men done? DOGBERRY Marry, sir, they have committed false report; moreover, they have spoken untruths; secondarily, they are slanders; sixth and lastly, they have belied a lady; thirdly, they have verified unjust things; and, to conclude, they are lying knaves.
~ William Shakespeare
We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.
~ William Shakespeare
There is some soul of goodness in things evil, Would men observingly distill it out.
~ William Shakespeare
Keep time! How sour sweet music is when time is broke and no proportion kept! So is it in the music of men's lives. I wasted time and now doth time waste me.
~ William Shakespeare
O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason !
~ William Shakespeare
Cannot you tell that? Every fool can tell that. It was the very day that young Hamlet was born, he that is mad and sent into England. Ay, marry, why was he sent into England? Why, because he was mad. He shall recover his wits there, or, if he do not, it's no great matter there. Why? 'Twill not be seen in him there. There the men are as mad as he.
~ William Shakespeare
Men's eyes were made to look, let them gaze, I will budge for no man's pleasure.
~ William Shakespeare
It is the very error of the moon. She comes more nearer earth than she was wont. And makes men mad.
~ William Shakespeare
Do all men kill all the things they do not love? Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill? Bassanio: Every offence is not a hate at first.
~ William Shakespeare
Beauty itself doth of itself persuade The eyes of men without orator.
~ William Shakespeare
Have not we affections and desires for sport, and frailty, as men have?
~ William Shakespeare
When love begins to sicken and decay It useth an enforced ceremony. There are no tricks in plain and simple faith: But hollow men, like horses hot at hand, Make gallant show, and promise of their mettle.
~ William Shakespeare
But you gods will give us Some faults to make us men.
~ William Shakespeare
O monstrous! eleven buckram men grown out of two!
~ William Shakespeare
Good Lord, what madness rules in brainsick men When for so slight and frivolous a cause Such factious emulations shall arise!
~ William Shakespeare
Too well what love women to men may owe. In faith, they are as true of heart as we. My father had a daughter loved a man – As it might be perhaps, were I a woman, I should your lordship.
~ William Shakespeare
O hateful error, melancholy's child. Why dost thou show to the apt thoughts of men The things that are not? O error soon22 conceived, 70      Thou never comest unto a happy birth, But kill'st the mother that engendered23 thee.
~ William Shakespeare