Women Quotes - Page 130

What is a man? What is a woman? Why are men and women attracted to each other? Why do they desire each other? Love...what is it?

I've always played strong women who are doing their own thing.

Such a mind we must desire to see in a woman,--a mind that stirs without irritating you, that arouses but does not belabour, amuses and yet subtly instructs.

It is hard, if not impossible, to snub a beautiful woman - they remain beautiful and the snub recoils.

I'm full of clichés - I was raised by a Southern black woman and they had a saying for everything.

Your women of honor, as you call 'em , are only chary of their reputations, not their persons, and 'tis scandal they would avoid, not men.

Women serve but to keep a man from better company.

Women's weapons, water-drops.

Nay, we must think men are not gods, Nor of them look for such observancy As fits the bridal.

I have no other but a woman's reason: I think him so, because I think him so.

Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught?

Fair ladies, masked, are roses in their bud; Dismasked, the damask sweet commixture shown, Are angels vailing clouds, or roses blown.

O most delicate fiend! Who is't can read a woman? Is there more?

Ah me, how weak a thing The heart of woman is!

A woman impudent and mannish grown Is not more loath'd than an effeminate man.

Haply a woman's voice may do some good When articles too nicely urged be stood on.

I have nothing Of woman in me; now from head to foot I am marble-constant.

Ho, pretty page, with the dimpled chin That never has known the barber's shear, All your wish is woman to win, This is the way that boys begin. Wait till you come to Forty Year.

A woman with fair opportunities, and without an absolute hump, may marry whom she likes. Only let us be thankful that the darlings are like the beasts of the field, and don't know their own power. They would overcome us entirely if they did.

Almost all women will give a sympathizing hearing to men who are in love. Be they ever so old, they grow young again with that conversation, and renew their own early times.

Then sing as Martin Luther sang, As Doctor Martin Luther sang, "Who loves not wine, woman and song, He is a fool his whole life long."

Any woman may act the part of a coquette successfully who has the reputation without the scruples of modesty. If a woman passes the bounds of propriety for our sakes, and throws herself unblushingly at our heads, we conclude it is either from a sudden and violent liking, or from extraordinary merit on our parts, either of which is enough to turn any man's head who has a single spark of gallantry or vanity in his composition.

Women never reason, and therefore they are (comparatively) seldom wrong.

The affected modesty of most women is a decoy for the generous, the delicate, and unsuspecting; while the artful, the bold, and unfeeling either see or break through its slender disguises.

Women are like that they don't acquire knowledge of people we are for that they are just born with a practical fertility of suspicion that makes a crop every so often and usually right they have an affinity for evil for supplying whatever the evil lacks in itself for drawing it about them instinctively as you do bed-clothing in slumber fertilizing the mind for it until the evil has served its purpose whether it ever existed or no.