Many men start being friendly with women because they are trying to seduce them. I'm not trying to seduce them. I just like hanging out with them.
There is a pride, a self-love, in human minds that will seldom be kept so low as to make men and women humbler than they ought to be.
There hardly can be a greater difference between any two men, than there too often is, between the same man, a lover and a husband.
Men who are resolved to find a way for themselves will always find opportunities enough; and if they do not find them, they will make them.
It is idleness that is the curse of man - not labour. Idleness eats the heart out of men as of nations, and consumes them as rust does iron.
I think America loves cooperative black men. I am not against Colin Powell, but I know who he is.
A lot of guys have muscles. A lot of strong men in this world. I think it's important to show that even under all this strength there's a fragile side, a side that can be affected.
I like to write about women, not so much about the way they relate to men, but about the way they relate to each other. And I don't think anyone's really doing it.
It is frequently a misfortune to have very brilliant men in charge of affairs. They expect too much of ordinary men.
The power of the word in Morocco belonged to men and to the authorities. No one asked the point of view of poor people or women.
What's universal is the texture of our relationships. It's evolving. Times are changing with the women's movement. Men's roles are being redefined and, in some ways, they're confused.
If we just allowed women and men more leeway in our culture and more acceptance, I think they would be able to make better compromises.
What is grand is necessarily obscure to weak men. That which can be made explicit to the idiot is not worth my care.
In a free society the state does not administer the affairs of men. It administers justice among men who conduct their own affairs.
If we are marked to die, we are enough to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honor.
Dinner 'conversation' at the Cohens' meant my sister, mom, and I relaying in brutal detail the day's events in a state of amplified hysteria, while my father listened to his own smooth jazz station in his head.
My mom has a tape from when I was, like, 2 years old, talking with my grandma, telling her a story that's really elaborate about werewolves and wolves.
I sing seriously to my mom on the phone. To put her to sleep, I have to sing 'Maria' from West Side Story. When I hear her snoring, I hang up.
I think of myself as a fairly attractive girl and always have, thanks to my mom. I was brought into this world thinking I was gorgeous because my mother was extremely devoted to this notion.
My mom would put me in these preppy little suits and slick my hair to the side. I have these baby pictures of me where I'm this little preppy kid with a sweater tied around my neck.
My mother gets all mad at me if I stay in a hotel. I'm 31-years-old, and I don't want to sleep on a sleeping bag down in the basement. It's humiliating.
