Quotes About Gender

Però tu parli delle persone come se non fosse stata una donna a partorirle, ma il direttore di un giornale.

All the men I know add that "hands that prepared it" line. They must know it's right complimentary, an incentive to keep the women cooking.

In short, between men and women you want... Equality. Equality! You can't mean it. Man and woman are two different creatures. I said equality. I didn't say identity.

We say that slavery has vanished from European civilization, but this is not true. Slavery still exists, but now it applies only to women and its name is prostitution.

Gauvin reprit : -Et la femme? qu'en faites-vous? Cimourdain répondit: -Ce qu'elle est. La servante de l'homme. -Oui. À une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que l'homme sera le serviteur de la femme. -Y penses-tu? s'écria Cimourdain, l'homme serviteur! Jamais. L'homme est maître . Je n'admet qu'une royauté, celle du foyer. L'homme chez lui est roi. -Oui. À une condition. -Laquelle? -C'est que la femme y sera reine.

The first symptom of love in a young man is shyness; the first symptom in a woman, it's boldness.

A wretched woman is more unfortunate than a wretched man, because she is an instrument of pleasure.

The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity; in a girl it is boldness. The two sexes have a tendency to approach and each assumes the quality of the other.

A man may beg, but a woman has to sell.

The faults of women, of children, of the feeble, the indigent, and the ignorant, are the fault of the husbands, the fathers, the masters, the strong, the rich, and the wise.

The sins of women and children, domestic servants and the weak, the poor and the ignorant, are the sins of the husbands and fathers, the masters, the strong and the rich and the educated.

Men tell stories", I say. It is the truest, simplest answer to his question. "Women get on with it.

All my life I've been told to make no noise, don't want too much, be grateful for any scrap that came my way. And I've done that. I thought if I just did what women are supposed to do and played by the rules, it would Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I don't know Ã¢â'¬Â¦ change. But the way we're treated…" "It's unfair," he said. "It's wrong," she said. "This

A man. It was always about the men. They seem to think it meant nothing to cook and clean and bear children and tend gardens. But we women of the Great Plains worked from sunup to sundown, too, toiled on wheat farms until we were as dry and baked as the land we loved.

Men tell stories," I say. It is the truest, simplest answer to his question. "Women get on with it. For us

Your dad cleared out our savings account. And they won't give me a credit card unless your father or my father cosigns." She lit up a cigarette. "Sweet Jesus, it's 1974. I have a job. I make money. And a woman can't get a credit card without a man's signature. It's a man's world, baby girl.

in 1974 a grown woman with a job couldn't get a credit card in her name.

Men. They always thought everything was about them. But women could stand up for their rights, too; women could hold picket signs and stop the means of production as well as men.

A man. It was always about the men. They seem to think it meant nothing to cook and clean and bear children and tend gardens. But we women of the Great Plains worked from sunup to sundown, too, toiled on wheat farms until we were as dry and baked as the land we loved. Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I swear I can still taste the dust.

find my woman's voice, even in this man's world.

It was always about the men. They seemed to think it meant nothing to cook and clean and bear children and tend gardens. But we women of the Great Plains worked from sunup to sundown too, too, toiled on wheat farms until we were as dry and baked as the land we loved.

A man's got to fight out here to make a living, they'd say to each other. A man. It was always about the men. They seemed to think it meant nothing to cook and clean and bear children and tend gardens. But we women of the Great Plains worked from sunup to sundown, too, toiled on wheat farms until we were as dry and baked as the land we loved.

All my life I've been told to make no noise, don't want too much, be grateful for any scrap that came my way. And I've done that. I thought if I just did what women are supposed to do and played by the rules, it would Ã¢â'¬Â¦ I don't know Ã¢â'¬Â¦ change. But the way we're treated…" "It's unfair," he said. "It's wrong," she said.

Men tell stories. Women get on with it.