Quotes About Gender

Girls are much more psychic than guys. They're the first to know if you're going to get laid.

Have you any notion how many books are written about women in the course of one year? Have you any notion how many are written by men? Are you aware that you are, perhaps, the most discussed animal in the universe?

Boys don't make passes at female smart-asses.

She was not a woman likely to settle for equality when sex gave her an advantage.

Simpson succeeded in proving that there was no harm in giving anaesthetics to men, because God put Adam into a deep sleep when He extracted his rib. But male ecclesiastics remained unconvinced as regards the sufferings of women, at any rate in childbirth.

Women are the cowards they are because they have been semi-slaves for so long. The number of women prepared to stand up for what they really think, feel, experience, with a man they are in love with is still very small.

Such, Polly, are your sex - part truth, part fiction; Some thought, much whim, and all contradiction.

The weakness of their reasoning faculty also explains why women show more sympathy for the unfortunate than men;... and why, on the contrary, they are inferior to men as regards justice, and less honourable and conscientious.

When Adam dolve, and Eve span, Who was then the gentleman?

Age 35. — I just read that men reach their sexual peak at 18. Women reach their sexual peak at 35. Do you get the feeling that God is into practical jokes? We're reaching our sexual peak right around the same time they're discovering they have a favorite chair.

U ovom društvu podjednako patimo svi, i žene i muškarci, samo su uloge podeljene, i to otprilike ovako: Kad mi patimo zbog žena, to je gotovo redovno zbog toga što žene nisu onakve kakve bismo mi želeli da su. Kad žene pate zbog nas, to je uvek stoga što smo ovakvi kakvi jesmo. Ali, što je glavno, patimo svi i mu?imo se ?esto, dugo, svirepo i besmisleno.

How do you know you're a girl? I'm wearing a frock. And if you take it off? I get cold, so I put it back on. If I was a boy, I don't know what I'd do.

There is more difference within the sexes than between them.

I had watched my father, my uncles, my brother, and even my son—only on occasion—treat the women in their lives less than honorably.

To soften the ire of the pressure groups that were hammering He-Man, Filmation enlisted consultants to ensure that our female lead was appropriately maternal, nurturing and non threatening to male authority figures.They also decided that while the male characters on the show could use swords or arrows or punch the bad guys, our female lead was not free to do the same.

Doesn't matter what planet they come from, men are so freaking dense.

I can handle it. But it stinks, if you ask me, really stinks, that you get to go out somewhere drinking beer while I'm stuck at Baby Central. Just because you have a penis. We'll think fondly of you over beer, me and my penis. She ate a little more, then smiled slowly. You've still got to be in the birthing room when she pushes it out. Shut up, Eve. Your penis won't save you then, Pal.

Just shut your mouth, you ignorant twat. Aw, Dallas, he called me a twat. How come you get to be a bitch, but I only get to be a twat. It's the rank, Eve told her. You'll make bitch one day. Thanks. That means a lot to me.

Eve: She completely eye-fucked you. Roarke: I know. I feel so cheap and used. Eve: Shit. You got off on it. Men always do. Roarke: True enough, which is why we're so often cheap and used.

When she heard the door behind her open, she spoke without turning. You've got a man who doesn't particularly like women as a species, considers them inferior. Well, to be fair, considers everyone inferior, but I got a definitive vibe women were lowest on his feeding chain. Called me 'miss,' she grumbled. And lived? Roarke stepped behind her and began rubbing her shoulders.

If men had to wear heels, they'd be outlawed across the land.

Poison's generally a woman's weapon." "Sexist." "Statistics," she countered.

What are you smiling at?" she snapped at Roarke. "I'm a man, and I'm sitting here having coffee and cookies while two beautiful women snarl at each other. Being a man I'm required to wonder—perhaps imagine—whether there will soon be physical contact. Clothing may be ripped away. Why wouldn't I smile?

Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered, than a strong woman in tears?