The cross stands high above the opinions of men and to that cross all opinions must come at last for judgment.
In the days when hyenas of hate suckle the babes of men, and jackals of hypocrisy pimp their mothers’ broken hearts, may children not look to demons of ignorance for hope.
No man [...] can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free, being the image and resemblance of God himself.
It's very hard to keep personal prejudice out of a thing like this. And no matter where you run into it, prejudice obscures the truth.
When the sea goes down, there will come from the mainland boats and men. And they will find ten dead bodies and an unsolved problem on Indian Island.
You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.
If you ask Muslim women why they cover up, ninety-nine percent of them will say it's to avoid arousing men. Fuck that, where's your self-accountability?
What I got out of church was a love of God, and a detestable feeling for the men standing in the way of Him—and the buffet in the banquet hall. Stand aside—I’m starving!
I want to design sleeveless jackets for armless men. I'm still trying to work out how they would zip it up though.
I believe men belong in the garage, because that’s where the dog food is stored. And the band is kept there. Auditions start after I move the car.
I’m different than other men in that I’m indifferent to the ins and outs of concave and convex relationships. I feel that women like that I’m like that.
Women need a reason to have sex, while men just need an angle
I wouldn't mind showering in the rain, if there weren't so many naked men holding umbrellas standing behind me. Who invited Congress?
Here we find further argument for Gotagga’s supposition that the world is round. How else could all men stand higher than their brothers?
You men never change. Is that all you can see? Proud grandfathers of a large....” Mrs. Werner smacked her husband upside the head and took the pictures away.
And just look at these men: their eye saith it - they know nothing better on earth than to be with a woman. Filth is at the bottom of their souls; and alas! If their filth hath spirit in it!
Men touch their horses to calm them,” she said distantly. “They caress their falcons to remind them that they are bound. Touch smacks of ownership, and I am weary of being a possession.
There is a purpose in life--to raise men nearer to the likeness of God. Whoever seeks that ideal, daily, finds joy; and in no other way can true joy be found.
Men who reject the responsibility of thought and reason can only exist as parasites on the thinking of others.
Well, some men learn by listening, some read, some observe and analyze — and some of us just have to pee on the electric fence.
Men need to hunt. She obviously understands this. She’s offering herself as prey. Not easy prey. But willing.
