I work a lot, and not just in Las Vegas.
I don't think nothing. I just do my work.
Yes, I know I've played these women, but I'm not really conniving at all.
Bobbed hair makes women look uniform. They lack individuality.
This man is frank and earnest with women. In Fresno, he's Frank and in Chicago he's Ernest.
Women are more emotional, and it's natural to talk about it.
I've cried a lot because of women. I cry a lot, as a person.
Self-esteem is such a challenging issue for young women.
And I don't believe that women can successfully have it all. I really don't.
If you care about women's rights, you can't not vote.
Is it just me, or is the world full of beautiful women?
I do fairly represent Middle Eastern women.
There's no praise or acknowledgment paid to women who raise the babies.
There aren't a lot of roles written for women who are strong willed.
Women serve but to keep a man from better company.
[Everyone needs] a woman who'll listen, take your side, tell the truth - or not, as you need it. A woman you can count on, no matter what, and who'll love you no matter how much you screw up.
That thing’s not crimson,” Ser Brynden said. “Nor Tully red, the mud red of the river. That’s blood up there, child, smeared across the sky.’’ “Our blood or theirs?” “Was there ever a war where only one side bled?
Conversion and zealotry, just like revelation and apostasy, are flip sides of the same coin, the currency of a political culture having more in common with religion than rational discourse.
God she hated the dance. A blow to the cheek one minute and discussing a romantic getaway the next. It was the one step forward, two steps back waltz. She wanted to scream. Sitting on the side of the bed, Claire allowed herself tears and swallowed
For anything worth accomplishing, we can always find reasons to doubt, just as we can also find reasons to proceed...I have chosen to side with faith and hope over doubt and despair.
Tessa was laying on her side, her brown hair spread over the pillow, watching Will, whose face was bent over the pages, with a look of tenderness in her eyes, a tenderness mirrored in the softness of Will's voice as he read.
