Quotes About Equality

One way to hold a woman is not to hold her.

in a male-dominated world, Reich suggested, there was an "economic interest" in the continued role of women as "the provider of children for the state" and the performer of household chores without pay.

She didn't care that people called her a bitch. 'It's just another word for feminist,' she told me with pride.

Anyhow, she didn't care, that people called her a bitch. 'It's just another word for feminist,' she told me with pride.

she was another tough-as-nails, tender-as-kittens, feminist bitch.

Bitch is just another word for feminist!

People called Mom that a lot, probably because she had a hard time holding her tongue and could be brutally blunt when she disagreed with you. She'd explode like a thunderstorm, and then be fine again. Anyhow, she didn't care that people called her a bitch. "It's just another word for feminist," she told me with pride.

Irkç?l?k zamanla de?i?en bir ?ey de?ildir, hep vard?r. Bu ba?lamda iyi insan olabilmenin çok önemli oldu?unu dü?ünüyorum. Sence insanlar iyi bir insan olarak do?up sonradan ?rkç?l?k gibi hasta bir fikre saplanarak m? kötü oldular, yoksa zaten do?u?tan kötü olup sadece iyi olabilmek için fazlas?yla çaba m? harc?yorlar?

They were married by a lesbian justice of the peace while their friends played a guitar-feedback-heavy version of the "Wedding March." The bride wore a white-fringed flapper dress and black spiked boots. The groom wore leather.

Not one country in all the world has eliminated its economic participation [gender] gap — not one.

Yet even that equality within the American middle classes had started to erode. The new models of car, for example, were categorised by rank and status. For those starting out there was the Chevrolet, next came the Pontiacs, Oldsmobiles and Buicks, while the seriously rich drove Cadillacs. Not only that; buying and consuming were increasingly a social norm. You had to drive a new Pontiac, and by 1959 anyone still riding around in a 1956 model was

were suddenly up for discussion. In all sorts of ways, the American society of the 1950s was in a state of fermentation: black citizens wanted equal rights; students and artists were experimenting in a bid to find alternatives to the consumer society; conservatives were carrying out experiments of their own in an attempt to hold on to their religion and traditions; and women had begun to realise they were suffocating in the pretty-pretty life of the suburbs.

I'm looking at working with people I get on with, that respect me, that don't just see me as a piece of ass. Which I have experienced as well. I've nearly walked off very big films before, and I would, because I don't want that in my life. I want to enjoy the work I do.

All men should be required to have their marital status tattooed on their foreheads.

Legion hissed like a startled cat, the noise scraping at Reyes's skin. "Me no boy. You think me a boy?" Everyone stopped, stared. Even Aeron. Reyes was the first to find his voice. "You're a…girl?" A nod. "Me pretty." "Yes, you are." Reyes exchanged a glance with Lucien. "Beautiful.

I'm not mad, though," Kat said. "You lied to me, and I lied to you. We're even." Finally he lost the grin. "When did you lie?" She gave him a Sweet'N Low smile, as if his amusement had been poured into her. "Every time we messed around. I didn't actually enjoy myself, if you know what I mean.

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

Yeah, but you're a girl. The braver species.

Leave it to the woman to save the day—and the mansel in distress.

Mr. Boot draws back his leg, preparing to deliver another strike. I prepare to take it like a girl. Better than a man.

My momma says we don't need a man to do our chores for us, 'cause we are smart and capable and I believe her even though Sara's mom says men were born to be our slaves, we just have to know how to manage them.

Non sono una dei tuoi uomini; non puoi darmi ordini» si ribellò Gwen. «Se fossi una dei miei uomini, in questo momento mi vergognerei dei miei pensieri.»

I'm beginning to think," I say, "Might Equals Right shouldn't mean the strong are tasked with the protection of the weak, because the strong aren't always strong and the weak aren't always weak. Everyone stumbles. And one day, when you stumble - and you will- you'll need someone to help you stand. Will be there anyone eager to do so, or will there be a line of people hoping to kick you while you're down?

I'm now as free as the breeze — with roughly the same income.