A beautiful woman is a practical poet, taming her savage mate, planting tenderness, hope and eloquence in all whom she approaches.

Me daba vergüenza estar así por un hombre, ser tan infeliz y volverme dichosa sin que dependiera para nada de mí

I do not know anything about ‘all the good guys are taken’ but I certainly know none of the beautiful girls are virgin.

How does he get that caveman shit to work for him? I would get my balls ripped off and stuffed in my mouth if I pulled what he does.

If women are breadwinners and men bring home the bacon, why do people complain about having no dough? I'm confused. Also hungry.

I'd rather know a man's sincerity than his love. Whereas I have never needed the latter, one can always count on the former.

She was no intellectual, but men were scrupulous about avoiding intellectual women unless they had the sense to keep it well hidden.

He says he'd like to kiss the ground you walk on-reminds me, did you wash them yesterday?- and after that you're his skivvy.

You must stay away from the one who brings nothing but heartache and death. Do you hear me? He brings nothing but death. Always has.

... for when a man's spirit has been thoroughly crushed, he may be peevish at small offenses, but never resentful of great ones.

You can stop a raging forest fire, a herd of stampeding buffalo or even a runaway freight train, but you can’t stop a good man".

I almost never respect men. They're like flowers -- all show, a lot of color and lust. You pick them and throw them on the ground.

A broken heart, too much cold beer, ocean waves and a willing man were never a good combination, no matter what the country songs said.

Not many men will love you like me. Of course, I’m not many men. I’m just several men. Or I will be, once my clones arrive.

I detest these underdone men, he thought coldly. Boiled looking! Ought to be shoved back in the oven; just one more minute would do it.