Quotes About Women

I understand a lot of the female needs. I'm not saying I know all of them all the time though.

I plan on ... encouraging so many women who are out there, who are still in the thick of it, who have yet to fight this fight, that you can do it, you can get through this one step at a time.

I think that poetry is perfect for women raising children, with just bits of time and such need to connect to other women out of the isolation of motherhood.

Guys don't adapt as well as women do to getting their heart broken for the first time. It's tragic.

I think a lot of studios today are run by women, and we are entering a time when a lot of women have evolved in Second City and Upright Citizens Brigade and wanted to become writers and comedians.

I discovered feminism around 1970-72-precisely the time when feminism began to exist in France. Before that, there was no feminism.

As women, we often think we have to be all things to all people, all at the same time. As a wife, mother, actress and businesswoman, I definitely feel the pressure to perform well in all areas.

Women tell time by the body. They are like clocks. They are always fastened to the earth, listening for its small animal noises.

Want to know why women don't blink during foreplay? Not enough time.

The historical weight of gender inequality has tended to concentrate women in lower-paid jobs with fewer benefits and at the same time made them primarily responsible for care giving.

Men like women who write, even though they don't say so. A writer is a foreign country.

My memory of men is never lit up and illuminated like my memory of women.

Ce manquement des femmes à elles-mêmes par elles-mêmes opéré m'apparaissait toujours comme une erreur.

Sono sempre emozionanti, le somiglianze fra donne che non si assomigliano.

Women must find their own answer. That's the important thing. I'm no longer interested in books about women written by men. Even if I could believe in their objectivity, I just can't find their opinions relevant. Now I will only believe what a woman has to say about women, because even if it's not entirely true, it's her struggle and she's on the way to the answer.

L´homme se croit un héros, toujours comme l´enfant. L´homme aime la guerre, la chasse, la pêche, les motos, les autos, comme l´enfant. Quand il dort, ca se voit, et on aime les hommes comme ca, les femmes. Il ne faut passe mentir là-dessus. On aime les hommes innocents, cruels, on aime les chasseurs, les guerriers, on aime les enfants.

La mémoire des femmes ressemble à ces tables anciennes dont elles se servent pour coudre. Il y a des tiroirs secrets ; il y en a, fermés depuis longtemps et qui ne peuvent s'ouvrir, il y a des fleurs séchées qui ne sont plus que de la poussière de roses ; des écheveaux emmêlés, quelquefois des épingles. La mémoire de Marie était très complaisante ; elle devait lui servir à broder son passé.

Women are now so highly cultivated, and political subjects are at present of so much importance, of such high interest, to all human creatures who live together in society, you can hardly expect, Helen, that you, as a rational being, can go through the world as it is now, without forming any opinion on points of public importance. You cannot, I conceive, satisfy yourself with the common namby-pamby little missy phrase, "ladies have nothing to do with politics.

There are some women, who, when heartbroken, have no interest whatsoever in other men. I wasn't one of them. On the contrary, I yearned for male approval as a form of restoration. Call me shallow, call me needy, call me whatever you like so long as you call me.

More women cry, loudly or silently, every fraction of every moment, in every town of every country, than anyone - man or woman - realizes. We cry for our children, our lovers, our parents, and ourselves. We cry in shame because we feel no right to cry, and we cry in peace because we feel it's time we did cry. We cry in moans and we cry in great yelps. We cry for the world. Yet we think we cry alone.

The creative spirit thrives on freedom and daring. Many of history's most creative women have not been married. As for the priestesses of olden times, don't even think about it. Priestesses were spiritual mermaids, and a lot of men were drowning.

And Iris was far too beautiful to escape the appetite of the men—or the expectation of the women, seeking respite from that most tedious and taxing of their household duties.

Life felt hideously empty. But she told herself that was only because women are educated to think that marriage will be a sudden panacea to all emptiness, and although she'd fought off such notions, she had no doubt been infected by them.

I hear Martha's voice often as I walk along the beach. And others' too--Lily, Val, Kyla. I sometimes think I've swallowed every woman I ever knew. My head is full of voices. They blend with the wind and the sea as I walk the beach, as if they were disembodied forces of nature, a tornado whirling around me. I feel as if I were a medium and a whole host of departed spirits has descended on me clamoring to be let out.