Testosterone is a great equalizer, it turns all men into morons.

The hardest man ... is but a shell.

Man is nothing but surprise, contradiction, incoherence, and folly.

The right boys i always toss and the wrong ones i keep on top of me like paperweights.

If Man be the Index or Epitomy of the World, as Philosophers tell us, we have only to read our selves well to be learned in it.

Welcome to the mystery that is men. I think it goes something like, they grow body hair, they lose all ability to tell you what they really want.

Men simply weren't worth the effort. They expected a great deal of support, both physical and emotional, and seemed to think that a few moments a week of sexual gratification should suffice to keep a woman happy.

Man makes one journey all his living days,

Down through the realms of music and of art;

Down through the halls of fame and glorious praise;

Down through the tears and triumphs of the heart

To some sweet woman waiting some place there.

For her he builds his cities and makes war,

Seeks gold and glorious wealth to store.

Anyone that believes that men are the equal of women has never seen a man try to wrap a Christmas present.

If a girl as smart as yourself really wants to dig into the matter and truly get to know the nature of men and therefore boys, let me save you a lot of time and effort that you would otherwise spend trying to evaluate their intellectual motivations, their emotional states, and the reasons behind their inexplicable behavior. The thing to do is to take the anthropological view, try to concentrate on just how it is that they develop into the people they are: that is to say, thinly veiled sperm distributors. It will open up a wealth of answers. An ocean of understanding. And all you have to do is look down.

A man ought to carry himself in the world as an orange tree would if it could walk up and down in the garden--swinging perfume from every little censer it holds up to the air.

A man's home may seem to be his castle on the outside; inside, it is more often his nursery.

God would never have made Man to that height and excellence of nature if he had deigned him only to worldly drudgery and employment here below.

When my son said, "I can't stop thinking about girls," I said, "That's not gonna stop. Congratulations. You're in the club. From now until the day you die, one way or another you'll be thinking about girls."

A man was like a child with his appetites. A woman had to yield him what he wanted, or like a child he would probably turn nasty and flounce away and spoil what was a very pleasant connection.

In the center of an irrational universe governed by an irrational Mind stands rational man.

Nothing is more appealing than a handsome man who is also uncertain of himself. It appeals not only to the woman in us all, but the mother. A dangerous combination.

Marriage and fatherhood heighten the disillusion that we all think we are born handy. We confidently believe that we can fix things around the house, as if it's part of the collective brain that was further enhanced by eighth-grade shop class.

There is a moment when you are alone with a man and you both realize it. Alone together, there are always possibilities in that. There is a nearly painful awareness of each other. It can lead to awkwardness, to sex, or to fear, depending on the man and the situation.

Do you know how hard it is to find a decent man in this town? Most of them think monogamy is some kind of wood.

Man is but a pebble dropped in a pool. And if man is but a pebble, then all his works can be no more.

Living with boys has changed the way I see men. I used to love them in spite of themselves. I've come to love them because of themselves. Collectively, they can be assholes. But so can women, given the same chance. Anyone who thinks estrogen is the antidote for brutality has neither paid much attention to history nor taken an eighth grade girls' gym class. Men may have sins against female kind to atone for, but being born male is not one of them.

Man, who wert once a despot and a slave,

A dupe and a deceiver! a decay,

A traveller from the cradle to the grave

Through the dim night of this immortal day.

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