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Speaking of his wife, a Duke says, 'The d.u.c.h.ess'; a man standing always on ceremony, 'Mrs. B.'; a gentleman, 'My wife'; an idiot, 'My better half'; a common man, 'The missus'; a working man, as a compliment, 'The old woman'; a French grocer, 'La patronne'; a French working man, 'La bourgeoise.' The sweet French word 'epouse' is only used now by Paris concierges.
Women are roses. I always suspected it from the thorns.
In the good old times of poetry and adventures, when a man was refused a girl by her parents, he carried her off; now he asks for another. But, then, posting exists no longer except for letters, and there is no poetry in eloping in a railroad car. Oh, progress! oh, civilization!
such is thy handicraft! Dull, prosaic times we are living in!
Woman is an angel who may become a devil, a sister of mercy who may change into a viper, a ladybird who may be transformed into a stinging-bee. Sometimes she never changes, and all her lifetime remains angel, sister of mercy, ladybird, and sweet fragrant flower. It depends a great deal on the gardener.
When a man is on the wrong path in life, it is seldom he does not meet a woman who says to him, 'Don't go that way'; but when it is a woman who has lost her way, she always meets a man who indicates to her the wrong path.
The Lord took from man a rib, with which He made a woman. As soon as this process was finished, woman went back to man, and took the rest of him, which she has kept ever since.
The heart is a hollow and fleshy muscle which causes the blood to set in motion. It appears that this is what we love with. Funny!
Circe was an enchantress who changed men into pigs. Why do I say was? I don't think that she is dead.
Women were not born to command, but they have enough inborn power to govern man who commands, and, as a rule, the best and happiest marriages are those where women have most authority, and where their advice is oftenest followed.
There are three ways for a man to get popular with women. The first is to love them, the second to sympathize with their inclinations, and the third to give them reasons that will raise them in their own estimation.
In other words, love them, love what they love, or cause them to love themselves better. Love, always love.
A woman knows that a man is in love with her long before he does. A woman's intuition is keener than her sight; in fact, it is a sixth sense given to her by nature, and which is more powerful than the other five put together.
Very beautiful, as well as very good, women are seldom very clever or very witty; yet a beautiful woman who is good is the masterpiece of creation.
A woman will often more easily resist the love which she feels for a man than the love which she inspires in him. It is in the most beautiful nature of woman to consider herself as a reward, but it is also, unfortunately for her, too often her misfortune.
We admire a foreigner who gets naturalized in our own country, and despise a compatriot who makes a foreigner of himself. If a man joins our religion, we call him converted; if one of ours goes over to another, we call him perverted. In the same way, we blame the inconstancy of a woman when she leaves us for another, and we find her charming when she leaves another to come to us.
The reputation that a woman should try to obtain and deserve is to be a sensible woman in her house and an amiable woman in society.
Frivolous love may satisfy a man and a woman for a time, but only true and earnest love can satisfy a husband and a wife. Only this kind of love will survive the thousand-and-one little drawbacks of matrimony.
Men and women can no more conceal the love they feel than they can feign the one which they feel not.
Love feeds on contrasts to such an extent that you see dark men prefer blondes, poets marry cooks and laundresses, clever men marry fools, and giants marry dwarfs.
G.o.d has created beautiful women in order to force upon men the belief in His existence.
Like all the other fruits placed on earth for the delectation of men, the most beautiful women are not always the best and the most delicious.
In the heroic times of chivalry men drew their swords for the sake of women; in these modern prosaic ones they draw their cheques.
Women entertain but little respect for men who have blind confidence in their love and devotion; they much prefer those who feel that they have to constantly keep alive the first and deserve the second.
A woman can take the measure of a man in half the time it takes a man to have the least notion of a woman.
There are three kinds of men: those who will come across temptations and resist them, those who will avoid them for fear of succ.u.mbing, and those who seek them. Among the first are to be found only men whose love for a woman is the first consideration of their lives.
Young girls should bear in mind that husbands are not creatures who are always making love, any more than soldiers are men who are always fighting.