Quotes About Ladies

Captain Fisher, the commander, with a party of young ladies from the city and gentlemen belonging to his ship, came one day to pay me a visit in the midst of a deluge of rain.

I take a lot of ladies' vitamins, because I never buy my own and that's what's in the house. More iron.

Her bone-white face lit up like she was at a surprise party. "Hear that, Dwyer? He called me ma'am! Stay forever if you want, big guy. Teach my son a thing or two about manners." "He's good people," Kyle said. "Always has been." It was the last thing I wanted to hear at that moment. "I'm not always good," I shot back. "Ooooo, polite and a bad boy," Gina cooed. "Watch out, ladies.

This was the era when gentlemen formally offered their services to "unprotected ladies" at the start of an Atlantic voyage.

Which reminds me -' 'The new ladies have arrived,' said Adam grimly. 'Guaranteed of clean stock, and inured to Russian practices. Osep has announced himself suited.' 'For the time being,' said Danny, open-eyed. 'That's ten since Pitsligo. Do you think it is a subversive attempt at colonization, or the long Russian nights that ought to be setting in about now in Vologda?' 'We shall have to wait till the spring,' Adam said, 'to find out.

I'm going back to Russia. That's where the money is, and the power. And, of course, the ladies.

I'm of the glamorous ladies At whose beckoning history shook. But you are a man, and see only my pan, So I stay at home with a book.

Her words held all the pointed innuendo that elderly ladies are able to achieve with the minimum of actual statement.

I've been gossiping a little. In shops—and waiting for buses. Old ladies are supposed to be inquisitive. Yes, one can pick up quite a lot of local news.

It's about ladies, as usual. I'm telling the ladies I got the right temperature to keep them warm.

shop owner named Nadia Denham . . . An elegant name that evokes lovers and dances, spiced teas in fragile cups, and secrets, lots of secrets. Old ladies keep the best secrets. And the most horrible ones.

The rape of "ladies" was strictly taboo, but this protection did not apply to women and girls without social standing.) The fear of rape, as well as the actual experience, gave a unique twist to women's experience of the Revolutionary War.

I think I'm the only professional horse rider from the movie industry. Strangely, I've seen no men from the industry at equestrian events. Though I've seen some ladies like Diya Mirza and Lara Dutta at the race course. Women, by the way, make superior horse riders.

But I guess even the knights were vessels to someone. Isn't that the way it worked? But then everyone is always a vessel to someone. Isn't that right, Terri? But what I liked about the knights, besides their ladies, was that they had that suit of armor, you know, and they couldn't get hurt very easily. No cars in those days, you know? No drunk teenagers to tear into your ass. Vassals, Terri said. What? Mel said. Vassals, Terri said. They were called vassals.

A man with charm is an entertaining thing, and a man with looks is, ofcourse, a sight to behold, but a man with honor - ah, he is the one, dear reader, to which young ladies should flock.

Still, they were two thorns from the same thistle. Their tactics in terrorizing innocent ladies were identical. Their behavior was downright sinful, but what made it even worse was the fact that neither warrior seemed to realize the effect he had on others.

Ladies who lurch.

I've always liked ladies all my life. I guess it started with my mom. So every time I saw a pretty lady, I thought, she's pretty.

I am partial to ladies if they are nice. I suppose it is my nature. I am not quite a gentleman but you would hardly notice it.

All the wild witches, those most noble ladies,For all their broomsticks and their tears,Their angry tears, are gone.

All the wild-witches, those most notable ladies For all their broom-sticks and their tears, Their angry tears, are gone.

When I said 'we', officer, I was referring to myself, the four young ladies, and, of course, the goat.

And we all know how ladies get minks . . ."Popsy and Sandra chorused the answer together. "The same way minks get minks!

With his eyes and those hands there won't be a woman safe in all the world when he starts hunting after the ladies.' 'Courting, dear,' my father corrected gently. 'Semantics,' she shrugged.