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I feel like Zsa Zsa Gabor's sixth husband. I know what I'm supposed to do, but I don't know how read more
I feel like Zsa Zsa Gabor's sixth husband. I know what I'm supposed to do, but I don't know how to make it interesting.
Marriage isn't a word... it's a sentence.
Marriage isn't a word... it's a sentence.
I think men are afraid to be with a successful woman, because we are terribly strong, we know what we read more
I think men are afraid to be with a successful woman, because we are terribly strong, we know what we want and we are not fragile enough.
Why did Nature create man? Was it to show that she is big enough to make mistakes, or was it read more
Why did Nature create man? Was it to show that she is big enough to make mistakes, or was it pure ignorance?
In this society, the norm of masculinity is phallic aggression. Male sexuality is, by definition, intensely and rigidly phallic. A read more
In this society, the norm of masculinity is phallic aggression. Male sexuality is, by definition, intensely and rigidly phallic. A man's identity is located in his conception of himself as the possessor of a phallus; a man's worth is located in his pride in phallic identity. The main characteristic of phallic identity is that worth is entirely contingent on the possession of a phallus. Since men have no other criteria for worth, no other notion of identity, those who do not have phalluses are not recognized as fully human.
Roots is not just a saga of my family. It is the symbolic saga of a people.
Roots is not just a saga of my family. It is the symbolic saga of a people.
Marriage is a romance in which the hero dies in the first chapter.
Marriage is a romance in which the hero dies in the first chapter.
Women marry men hoping they will change. Men marry women hoping they will not. So each is inevitably disappointed.
Women marry men hoping they will change. Men marry women hoping they will not. So each is inevitably disappointed.
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his read more
You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was really made from his funny bone.
