No man is offended by another man’s admiration of the woman he loves; it is the woman only who can make it a torment.
Never met a wise man, if so, it’s a woman.
Never envy a man his lady. Behind it all lays a living hell.
My reputation as a Ladies’ Man was a joke. It caused me to laugh bitterly through the ten thousand nights I spent alone.
Men at most differ as Heaven and earth, but women, worst and best, as Heaven and Hell.
Mariko is a little bit of everyone. James Clavell’s Mariko. Rachel and her grandma. It’s a little bit of me. It’s a little bit of every woman in Japan who has suffered.
Many men are deeply moved by the mere semblance of suffering in a woman; they take the look of pain for a sign of constancy or of love.[Il y a beaucoup d’hommes dont le cœur est puissamment ému par la seule apparence de la souffrance chez une femme: pour eux la douleur semble être une promesse de constance ou d’amour.]
Many a good man has been put under the bridge by a woman.
Man today represents the positive and the neuter—that is, the male and the human being—while woman represents the negative, the female. Every time she behaves like a human being, she is declared to be identifying with the male.
Man says what he knows; woman says what pleases. He needs knowledge to speak; she needs taste.[L’homme dit ce qu’il sait, la femme dit ce qui plaît; l’un pour parler a besoin de connoissances, et l’autre de goût.]
Man rarely places a proper valuation upon his womankind, at least not until deprived of them.
Man is for woman a means: the purpose is always the child.[Der Mann ist für das Weib ein Mittel: der Zweck ist immer das Kind.]
