#Men

"The battle you are going through is not fueled by the words or actions of others; it is fueled by the mind that gives it importance."

"Men are jealous of every woman, even when they don’t have the slightest interest in her themselves."

"Men judge us by the success of our efforts. God looks at the efforts themselves."

"Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion."

"I hate to hear you talk about all women as if they were fine ladies instead of rational creatures. None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives."

"As usual, there is a great woman behind every idiot."

"I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate."

"Let men be men and let women be women and the world will revolve around its purpose"

"Men, I thought, were more trouble than they were worth. Really, one should stick to books where one sees the hero coming a mile off."

"The manlier you are, the harder it is to understand what a woman wants: there is not a hint of female brain in you."

"It's always seemed to me that flirtation is a man's device for avoiding responsibility. He can say whatever he wants and knows he won't be taken seriously."

"Prince or commoner, tenor or bass,Painter or plumber or never-do-well,Do me a favor and shut your face -Poets alone should kiss and tell."

"I like men who have a future and women who have a past."

"I will never deny that life isn't fair. It seems as though when a woman leaves a man she is strong and independent, but when a man leaves a woman he is a pig and a jerk."

"You have to be very fond of men. Very, very fond. You have to be very fond of them to love them. Otherwise they're simply unbearable."

"LEONATOWell, niece, I hope to see you one day fitted with a husband.BEATRICENot till God make men of some other metal than earth. Would it not grieve a woman to be overmastered with a pierce of valiant dust? to make an account of her life to a clod of wayward marl? No, uncle, I'll none: Adam's sons are my brethren; and, truly, I hold it a sin to match in my kindred."