Quotes About Women

You know, Marks, if you ever learned to hold your tongue, your chances of attracting a man would rise exponentially." Her eyes narrowed. "Why would I want to attract a man? I have yet to see anything they're good for." "If for nothing else," Leo said, "you need us to help produce more women

I don't deserve her," he mumbled, without intending to. "Of course you don't. Neither do I deserve my wife. It's an unfair fact of life that the worst men end up with the best women.

Of course. Women are agile and fast." Poppy smiled ruefully. "Not enough to elude you, it seems." - Harry & Poppy

What about a chaperone?" he asked, though he was already guiding her to the side entrance of the ballroom. Her smile turned wry. "Women my age don't require chaperones, McKenna." He slid an unnervingly thorough glance over her. "You may need one yet.

Severin wasn't handsome in comparison to the Challons- of course, what man would be?- nor was he handsome by strictly conventional standards. But there was something about him that women seemed to like. West was damned if he knew what it was. Severin's face was lean and angular, his build lanky and almost rawboned, his complexion librarian pale. His eyes were an unevenly distributed mixture of blue and green, so that in strong lighting they appeared to be two entirely different colors.

In bed she was affectionate and even frolicsome—the previous night she had climbed over him with the grace of a sportive seal, scattering kisses over his chest and shoulders. He had not expected that of her, having known beautiful women in the past who invariably lay back passively to be worshiped. Instead, Annabelle had teased and caressed him...

How the hell could she hold him at fault for the situation when he'd had no choice in any of it? "What did I do to deserve that?" he demanded. West's mouth twitched. "Aside from saying you were going to cast her out and destroy her home?" "I apologized!" "Never apologize to women. It only confirms that you were wrong, and incenses them further.

And now she's right where she wants to be, Lucy thought with a stab of fury. How easily men were taken in by women! A few tears, some sweet Southern helplessness. Oh,it must have been ridiculously easy for Raine.And here she, Lucy, was, harboring the woman under her own roof! It had the makings of a fine farce.

I've been eager to make your acquaintance, Dr. Gibson. What an exceptional creature you are. The only woman admitted to the honors of this soiree on her own merit, rather than as some gentleman's accessory." "Accessory?" Garrett repeated, her brows lifting. "I hardly think the ladies present deserve to be described that way." "It is the role most women choose for themselves." "Only for lack of opportunity.

Perhaps some gently bred young women would have been shocked, but Cassandra was accustomed to unconventional people. She'd grown up with Pandora, whose twisty-turny, hippity-hoppity brain had enlivened an unbearably secluded life. In fact, Mr. Severin possessed a kind of contained energy that reminded her a little of Pandora. One could see it in the eyes, the quicksilver workings of a mind that ran at a faster speed than those of other people.

There's a lot of women in the WNBA. There's a lot of women who could be here. To be voted by the fans says a lot - that people are aware of what's going on. I'm really thankful. I think they just really appreciate my talent so I'm definitely grateful.

Would you say that Owen is satisfied with his career?" Burns asked. Luna shrugged. She'd met few men who were satisfied. Few women as well. Was she satisfied? She wouldn't know how to answer that question. "I think he imagined a different life. But he accepted the life he had.

Truly I never thought of myself as writing legal thrillers, and I still don't think I do. I write stories about women.

What I'm doing is writing stories about women who care about justice. They are women who think about the difference between right and wrong, what's legal and illegal, ethical and unethical, moral and immoral.

And often it would be a woman who was in her 70s or 80s who would win the beauty contest, because bound feet never age.

It used to happen in villages and towns in China that they would have - I guess you'd call them beauty contests - where all of the women of a particular village or town would be seated behind these screens or curtains with only their feet showing.

Anyone who says that women do not have influence in men's decisions makes a vast and stupid mistake.

I think God made a woman to be strong and not to be trampled under the feet of men. I've always felt this way because my mother was a very strong woman, without a husband.

And consider this: the angel appeared to Mary first, not to her husband-to-be, Joseph. 'She had no status or honor apart from him,' yet Gabriel came to Mary—further proof of how much God values women.

This wasn't the sixth month of the year; it was 'six months after Elizabeth knew she was to become a mother'. Imagine the Lord using an expectant mother's growing waistline to measure time! Never doubt for a moment that women matter to the Almighty.

In those days men were the ones who usually conferred blessings. Yet here we have a woman proclaiming a blessing upon another woman. Wow. Even from the womb, Jesus was changing the culture.

It's not that women don't feel things, we do. We fall in love, we get our hearts broken, we're disappointed and sad, but we've also been taught that you must always have your pride. Above all.

In 1942, only about 4 percent of American women had completed four years of college.

There were discussions about minutiae like pockets, which Virginia Gildersleeve felt were essential for any working woman. But the designers felt pockets would spoil the lines of the suit. 'Utility was sacrificed to looks,' Gildersleeve noted with some disgust in her memoir. 'They certainly looked very attractive and no doubt won many recruits for the Navy; but I regretted those pockets.