The truly unsettling thing about being a woman was needing a man to realise one's full potential
Tall, elegant, vital, scornful. A man like that could rock a woman to her very core.
Sleeping with a woman is easy. Loving her is an entirely different thing.
Every man is a bachelor out of his wife's sight!
All human happiness revolves around love. Love is central to the bonds on which a family is built.
Certain women because of their female power and seductiveness could bring destruction to a family.
Men were like horses, she mused dreamily. All they needed was breaking in.
Women weren't to be trusted. Or forgiven. Men weren't to be trusted either. Not a woman alive would dispute that.
There are more good women in the world than there are men worthy of them!
Sometimes she couldn't tolerate a man's physical superiority. No wonder they were so damned macho.