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You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib;
she was really made from 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.
The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her.
The quickest way to know a woman is to go shopping with her.
Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.
Heav'n has no rage, like love to hatred turn'd. Hell a fury, like a woman scorn'd.
Woman's love is writ in water,
Woman's faith is traced in sand.
- Sir Robert Aytoun read more
Woman's love is writ in water,
Woman's faith is traced in sand.
- Sir Robert Aytoun (Ayton) of Kincaldie,
The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain us. Men can be analyzed, women merely adored.
The strength of women comes from the fact that psychology cannot explain us. Men can be analyzed, women merely adored.
What is lighter than the wind? A feather.
What is lighter than a feather? Fire.
What lighter read more
What is lighter than the wind? A feather.
What is lighter than a feather? Fire.
What lighter than a fire? A woman.
What lighter than a woman? Nothing.
[Lat., Vente quid levius? fulgur. Quid fulgure? flamma
Flamma quid? mulier. Quid mulier? nihil.]
A pessimist is a man who thinks all women are bad. An optimist is one who hopes they are.
A pessimist is a man who thinks all women are bad. An optimist is one who hopes they are.
Phidias made the statue of Venue at Elis with one foot upon the
shell of a tortoise, to signify read more
Phidias made the statue of Venue at Elis with one foot upon the
shell of a tortoise, to signify two great duties of a virtuous
woman, which are to keep home and be silent.
Women have always been the strong ones of the world. The men are always seeking from women a little pillow read more
Women have always been the strong ones of the world. The men are always seeking from women a little pillow to put their heads down on. They are always longing for the mother who held them as infants.