I have thought a sufficient measure of civilization is the influence of good women.
Women are never disarmed by compliments. Men always are. That is the difference between the sexes.
I haven’t trusted polls since I read that 62% of women had affairs during their lunch hour. I’ve never met a woman in my life who would give up lunch for sex.
I’m always rather nervous about how you talk about women who are active in politics, whether they want to be talked about as women or as politicians.
The marvel of all history is the patience with which men and women submit to burdens unnecessarily laid upon them by their governments.
Sometimes I wonder if men and women really suit each other. Perhaps they should live next door and just visit now and then.
The sadness of the women’s movement is that they don’t allow the necessity of love. See, I don’t personally trust any revolution where love is not allowed.