It's quite commonplace for a young man to fall in love and equally commonplace for him to be rejected, but come what may, I'll always be fond of you.

Men were like horses, she mused dreamily. All they needed was breaking in.

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

The nicest men in the world were horribly cruel. They took no great pleasure from it, it was just part of being a male, with a perpetual deep gulf between the sexes.

Women weren't to be trusted. Or forgiven. Men weren't to be trusted either. Not a woman alive would dispute that.

Men-what arrogance! That was the worst of them. Forget the sexual hold they had on you. They would never liberate women at all.

There are more good women in the world than there are men worthy of them!

Men were notorious for their acts of disloyalty.

Sometimes she couldn't tolerate a man's physical superiority. No wonder they were so damned macho.