Quotes About Gender

Here's all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.

Boys use the word Friendship to begin the relationship, and girls use the same word to end the relationship. Same word, defined with a different attitude.

Girls know how to fake a smile but guys know how to fake feelings.

Im fed up with men...no I'm not turning gay, I'm good with being mutual.

Guys treat females like trophies. They will train, prepare, and leap to get them. Gloat when they first receive them. Then don't even dust them off, while they sit on the shelf.

Truth is... girls lie as much a boys, boys get hurt as much as girls. At some point we all experience the same thing; heartbreak, sadness, loneliness, happiness, love, ect. We just react differently to it....

So if a person, male or female, uses being hurt by the opposite sex as a reason for being a hoe, that's bullsh...

Isn't it ironic that women always want to hurt the loyal guys but keep around the jerks.

Girls being insecure is a natural female trait if you ask me.

I can change from being pissed off to being happy but I don't see it as bipolar I see it as being a girl.

Girls chase bad guys hoping they can change them into good guys. But when it doesn't happen and they get hurt, they say all guys are the same. But what happened to the actual good guys? They are taken for granted and labeled with the bad guys.

Being a girl is the best, we can wear guys clothes. If they wear ours, they get funny looks.

Humbling women seems to me a chief pastime of poets.

I remembered how in all the stories of my childhood the women were always hanging themselves.

The truth is, men make terrible pigs

Je finirais par bien connaître ce type d'homme, jaloux de son maigre pouvoir, pour qui je n'étais qu'une femme.

Humillar a las mujeres parece ser el pasatiempo predilecto de los poetas

A quanto si dice, quando alla fine venne scostato il velo, mia madre sorrise. E fu così che mio padre capì che era idiota. Le spose non sorridono. Qando partorì me, un maschio, mio padre mi sfilò dalle sue braccia e mi passò a una levatrice. Mossa a compassione, la donna diede a mia madre un cuscino da stringere al mio posto. Lei lo abbracciò. Non parve notare alcuna differenza.

Aquiles se sonrojó como si le hubieran abofeteado. Una cosa era llevar un vestido, impelido por la necesidad, y otra muy distinta que todos lo supieran. Nuestro pueblo reservaba los más feos apelativos para los hombres que actuaban como mujeres; semejantes insultos habían provocado la pérdida de muchas vidas.

His eyes narrowed, and I could see the reflexive 'no' in them. I would come to know this type of man, jealous of his little power, to whom I was only a woman.

They never listened. The truth is, men make terrible pigs.

Non mi sorprese come venivo ritratta: la maga altezzosaannichilita di fronte alla spada dell'eroe, inginocchiata a supplicare pietà. Le donne umiliate mi sembrano il passatempo preferito dei poeti. Quasi non possa esistere storia senza che noi strisciamo o piangiamo.

The swollen bellies that followed were not a thing of shame; they were profit: more slaves. These unions were not always rape; sometimes there was mutual satisfaction and even affection. At least that is what the men who spoke of them believed.

It was one thing to wear a dress out of necessity, another thing for the world to know of it. Our people reserved their ugliest names for men who acted like women; lives were lost over such insults.