A woman doesn't need a perfect man. she just needs a special guy who can accept her the way she read more

A woman doesn't need a perfect man. she just needs a special guy who can accept her the way she is and make her feel special.

I haven't reported my missing credit card to the police because whoever stole it is spending less than my wife.

I haven't reported my missing credit card to the police because whoever stole it is spending less than my wife.

Smart women love smart men more than smart men love smart women.

Smart women love smart men more than smart men love smart women.

The most respected women are the most oppressed.

The most respected women are the most oppressed.

Women are considered deep - why? Because one can never discover any bottom to them. Women are not even shallow.

Women are considered deep - why? Because one can never discover any bottom to them. Women are not even shallow.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

The Cause of Women is generally the Cause of Virtue.

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness read more

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness of affection shed over its toils, a reflection for the individual of the loving providence which watches over Humanity. In her there is treasure enough of consoling tenderness to allay every pain. Moreover for every one of us she is the initiator of the future. The mother's first kiss teaches the child love; the first holy kiss of the woman he loves teaches man hope and faith in life; and love and faith create a desire for perfection and the power of reaching towards it step by step; create the future, in short, of which the living symbol is the child, link between us and the generations to come. Through her the Family, with its divine mystery of reproduction, points to Eternity.

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. read more

It was cold, and he was coughing. A fine cold draught blew over the knoll. He thought of the woman. Now he would have given all he had or ever might have to hold her warm in his arms, both of them wrapped in one blanket, and sleep. All hopes of eternity and all gain from the past he would have given to have her there, to be wrapped warm with him in one blanket, and sleep, only sleep. It seemed the sleep with the woman in his arms was the only necessity.

When their city was occupied by the Gauls, and the Romans, who were besieged in the Capitol, had made military read more

When their city was occupied by the Gauls, and the Romans, who were besieged in the Capitol, had made military engines from the hair of the women, they dedicated a temple to the Bald Venus.