Sometimes, she wondered what she was missing, if her life was somehow incomplete because she didn’t see the reflection of her face in the face of a son or daughter. Maybe. That’s what mothers told...

Girls say to me, very reasonably, ‘why isn’t it a bunch of girls? Why did you write this about a bunch of boys?’ Well, my reply is I was once a little boy – I...

No matter what happened yesterday it is insignificant when compared to what lies within the core of your being today.

I sat down on the edge of a deep soft chair and looked at Mrs Regan. She was worth a stare. She was trouble.

It is yin and yang. Light is the left hand of darkness… how did it go? Light, dark. Fear, courage. Cold, warmth. Female, male. It is yourself, Therem. Both and one. A shadow on snow.

Love, the poet said, is woman’s whole existence.

And since a novel has this correspondence to real life, its values are to some extent those of real life. But it is obvious that the values of women differ very often from the values...

True lovers may never know what love means. A man may love a woman out of his reach. She does not know he loves her, and he will never speak of it.

My mother? My own mother told my lady governess that if the baby and I were in danger then they should save the baby.

Every time we cheer the downfall of a powerful woman, we’re giving ourselves the message that power is bad and we shouldn’t desire it. Every time we revel in a beautiful woman’s aging or weight...

Everyone loves a kick-ass girl. (Well- maybe not her enemies, but you know what I mean.)

If I be waspish, best beware my sting.

I know that you’re selfish, selfish beyond words, and I know that you haven’t the nerve of a rabbit, I know you’re a liar and a humbug, I know that you’re utterly contemptible. And the...

The most beautiful makeup of a woman is passion. But cosmetics are easier to buy.

I am passionate about the things that I believe in like equality, free will, justice and love.

So much talk,talk,more talk and so little walk…What a damper!Talk comes cheap,walk needs courage…Understanding something so simple needs courage too..Simplicity is sophisticated..sophistication needs courage too…Sophistication is within…Living without needs courage too…

Self Change is a ‘RESPONSIBILITY’ upon us ! It is not something that comes from outside of us.The realisations, the acceptance, the efforts, the thought, the actions ….all lead to change! It is our ABILITY...

Most of us are perfect mothers as we love our children the most,but isn’t this too natural.?..Worth are those, who are not only good mothers, but are sincere wives too, role modeling justice and equality...

After all, Ginger Rogers did everything that Fred Astaire did. She just did it backwards and in high heels.

I like Dancing of Indian girls more than my parents’ prayers . Because they dance with love and passion . But my parents just say their prayers because they got used to it .

It’s always about timing. If it’s too soon, no one understands. If it’s too late, everyone’s forgotten.

What I condemn are our system of values and the men who don’t acknowledge how great, difficult, but ultimately beautiful women’s share in society is.

Women cannot complain about men anymore until they start getting better taste in them.

Hey, Hank, I notice all the women around your place lately … good looking stuff; you’re doing all right.””Sam,” I say, “that’s not true; I am one of God’s most lonely men.

Aspiring female leaders risk being liked but not respected, or respected but not liked, in settings that may require individuals to be both in order to succeed.

Life with Ilona was invariably lived on two levels, or rather in two simultaneous and parallel directions. On the one hand, your feet were always on the ground, you were always intelligently but not obsessively...

The humble woman is surprised by all the good that she sees around her rather than scandalized by what she cannot judge anyway. The humble woman is grateful for her successes but not disheartened by...

. . . [O]nce we begin to feel deeply all the aspects of our lives, we begin to demand from ourselves and from our life-pursuits that they feel in accordance with that joy which we...

She was widely read enough to appreciate my literary wit but not so widely read that she knew my sources. I like that in a woman.

I had to do something about my longing, so I got up, went to the kitchen in my nightgown, peeled a pound of potatoes, boiled them up, sliced them, fried them in butter, salted them...

A man once asked me … how I managed in my books to write such natural conversation between men when they were by themselves. Was I, by any chance, a member of a large, mixed...

To find out if she really loved me, I hooked her up to a lie detector. And just as I suspected, my machine was broken.

As with Jack, the discriminating milieu of loneliness moved Hugh to raise the stakes of solitude, not from a wish to spare himself the sapping drudgery of a conventional, passionless marriage, but rather to gamble...

What tale do you like best to hear?’ ‘Oh, I have not much choice! They generally run on the same theme – courtship; and promise to end in the same catastrophe – marriage.

For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

Here’s all you have to know about men and women: women are crazy, men are stupid. And the main reason women are crazy is that men are stupid.

How she looks is watered-down.How she looks is disappearing.How she looks is erased.”Don’t stress”, she says. “This is just me not wearing any makeup.

They lay silently. She was staring at something across the room. She was making him feel uncomfortable. ‘It wouldn’t work. It’s the attraction of opposites,’ he said.We’re not opposites.’I don’t mean just you and me....

Bitch ‘please get over it.

I never can imagine that a woman can do anything wrong, if they do then man made her to do it.

For a poet, it will be terrible if there are no women. He will not have anything to write about.

If a gorgeous woman hits on me right off the bat, I’m suspicious. I wonder what she wants. If she hasn’t heard my wit, felt my charm, how could I appeal to her? I’m no...

He saw so many emotions mingled on her face: anger disappointment, fear – and defiance. Like her daughter, thought Fenoglio again. So uncompromising, so strong. Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so...

It does seem – well, difficult – to be at the mercy of some gross, unshaven stranger before you can begin to be yourself.

Can you tell by where my eyes are looking what I’m thinking? Hint: I’m staring directly at your vagina.

God made man stronger but not necessarily more intelligent. He gave women intuition and femininity. And, used properly, that combination easily jumbles the brain of any man I’ve ever met.

..by honouring the demands of our bleeding, our blood gives us something in return. The crazed bitch from irritation hell recedes. In her place arises a side of ourselves with whom we may not-at first-...

If given the choice, I’d take five ones over a five-dollar bill, because women prefer men with lots of money.

Resolve never to criticize or downgrade yourself, but instead rejoice that you are fearfully and wonderfully made.

There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises at every attempt to intimidate me.