Quotes About Gender

You know, Jean, maybe it's a good thing we had all girls. If those Hatford boys belonged to us, we'd be in a mental ward.

Feminist ideology about the goal of gender-neutrality and the absence of innate differences between males and females goes out the window when it comes to the subject of domestic violence.

Wenda's chest and hips shrank, her shoulders and arms turned muscular and her body became lean and hard where it had been rounded and soft. The hair of her head shortened drastically, and a mustache sprouted on her upper lip. Her delicate human feet had become hard hooves. She was now not a nymph but a faun. Physically; she would never be male in spirit.

What do you mean, he?

Soon his tears abated, but she continued to hold him, much as she had held his successor. There were times when men of any age needed the special favor of a woman's embrace. It was too bad that people of either sex tended to confuse this with sex.

And if so, my friend, I said, there is no special faculty of administration in a state which a woman has because she is a woman, or which a man has by virtue of his sex, but the gifts of nature are alike diffused in both; all the pursuits of men are the pursuits of women also, but in all of them a woman is inferior to a man. Very true. Then

Women do not like to forgo the 'luxuries of life' and 'conspicuous consumption

Old women are more reconciled to death than old men. By bringing life to the world, we come to see ourselves as debtors. What's given is taken.

Because you've got guy parts, you're automatically a better mechanic than me? I don't think so, Eve said, and bailed out of the passenger side.

She keeps asking me where we're going. Yeah, another voice said. It was Shane, pulling up a chair beside Claire. Girls do that. They've always got to be taking the relationship somewhere. That's not true! It is, he said. I get it; somebody's got to be looking ahead. But it makes guys think they're- Closed in, Michael said. Trapped, Shane added. Idiots, Claire finished.

Hell," Shane spit in disgust. "I can't hit a girl. Here, Claire. You hit her." He tossed her the bat. Claire grabbed it and came to a clumsy batting stance, wishing she'd paid more attention in phys ed. Lillian screamed again and ran into the open doorway of Eve's room. Eve, coming up the stairs, screamed, too, for different reasons. "Hey! That's my room, bitch!

Hell, I can't hit a girl. Here, Claire. You hit her.

One thing you learn early growing up a girl--people always talk, whatever you do,' Glain said. 'What bliss it must be to be male.

Hell, Shane spit in disgust. I can't hit a girl. Here, Claire. You hit her He tossed her the bat.

Oh hell no. Guys don't talk about that crap." "You're serious." "Really." "What do you talk about?" Shane looked at her as if she were insane. "You know. Stuff. We're not girls. We don't talk about our feelings. I mean, not to other guys." Claire rolled her eyes and said, "Fine, be emotionally stunted losers; I don't care.

He loped off down the hall, and she felt a pure burst of fury. Boys. Why were they always such dumbasses?

Pharaoh has also heard your words regarding the unaccompanied admission of females to this sacred space of the Serapeum, and in his divine wisdom refuses this argument, for women must be instructed by the more developed minds of men to ensure they do not wrongly interpret the riches that the Library offers.

Porque soy una chica, pensó Claire. Casi no fue capaz de contener su alivio interior. Porque somos todas tontas e inseguras y creemos que nunca somos lo suficientemente buenas.

Because I'm a girl, Claire thought. She was barely able to contain the relief welling up inside her. Because we're all stupid and insecure and think that we're never, ever good enough.

It's a guy thing. We have reactions to women in tight leather with whips. It's sort of involuntary.

Boys are idiots. You'd think Shane could just say, 'Oh man, I'm glad you're alive,' but no. It's either guilt or amateur night at the Drama Queen Theater.'" She blew out a frustrated breath. "Boys. I'd turn gay if they weren't so sexy.

Get in here and make me some dinner—now, woman. News flash, Michael, you're supposed to be evil, not redneck!

Woman, I spend my days hammering nails and building strong walls. I'm plenty manly enough.

Women are always, somehow, to blame for the acts of men; that's more true now than it ever has been.