Men think they already know me. But as they get closer and closer, they become that 14-year-old again. A lot of men do stammer and blush a little bit.
It's a woman's book but I think the men will read it too.
What ordinary men are directly aware of and what they try to do are bounded by the private orbits in which they live; their visions and their powers are limited.
Men are like steel. When they lose their temper, they lose their worth.
The superior man is distressed by the limitations of his ability; he is not distressed by the fact that men do not recognize the ability that he has.
I will not be concerned at other men's not knowing me; I will be concerned at my own want of ability.
Half the pictures directed by men of reputation fail.
I have a problem with a lot of men's fragrances because they are very strong. Somebody somewhere thinks that masculine means powerful smells, and I find them overbearing and not very pleasant.
A woman simply is, but a man must become.
Manhood coerced into sensitivity is no manhood at all.
Sotomayor's vainglorious lecture bromide about herself as 'a wise Latina' trumping white men is a vulgar embarrassment - a vestige of the bad old days of male-bashing feminism.
'Mad Men' doesn't capture one single thing about the decor, costumes, or sexual interaction. It is a total projection of contemporary snarky attitudes into the past.
Though men may be deep, mentally they are slow.
I performed after 9/11 for relief workers down by Ground Zero. There were these men just coming back, and they were voraciously hungry. They were heroes, pulling rubble, and I was a new comic trying to go blue just so I could get some laughs.
I think my heart always goes out to men at the peak of their celebrity who checked out. There's such an odd, horrible trend in my lifetime for it - Kurt Cobain, David Foster Wallace, Alexander McQueen, Heath Ledger.
The young men, they look to me for a story they can get nowhere else, a challenging risky story.
If men want sex they'll find it.
I couldn't describe how little interest I have in men. Or I could - but I don't think that it would be appropriate.
If you give me six lines written by the hand of the most honest of men, I will find something in them which will hang him.
So why are we having to fight in 2012 against politicians who want to end access to birth control? It's like we woke up in a bad episode of 'Mad Men.'
We Latins make splendid lovers and splendid older men.
