Men Quotes

Heaven hears and pities hapless men like me, For sacred ev'n to gods is misery.

As leaves on the trees, such is the life of man.

To labour is the lot of man below; And when Jove gave us life, he gave us woe.

Not two strong men the enormous weight could raise,- Such men as live in these degenerate days.

There is no greater glory that can befall a man that what he achieves with the speed of his feet or the strength of his hands.

O Friends, be men, and let your hearts be strong And let no warrior in the heat of fight, Do what may bring him shame in others' eyes

Show him your soft side too. Being too pretty and smart... Guys don't like when a woman is better than a man.

Women are happy to possess a man whom all women covet.

Physically, a man is a man for a much longer time than a woman is a woman.

Any man, however blase or depraved, finds his love kindled anew when he sees himself threatened by a rival.

In love, what a woman mistakes for disgust is actually clearsightedness. If she does not admire a man, she scorns him.

Few men are raised in our estimation by being too closely examined.

Rich men are resolved to be astonished at nothing. When they see a masterpiece, they must needs at one glance recognize some flaw to dispense them from admiration, a vulgar emotion.

A man who stops at nothing short of the law is very clever indeed!

The day will dawn when Europe will believe only in the man who tramples her underfoot.

In Paris every man must have had a love affair. What woman wants something that no other woman ever wanted.

A man may and ought to pride himself more on his will than on his talent.

Do you know how a man makes his way here? By brilliant genius or by skilful corruption. You must either cut your way through these masses of men like a cannon ball, or steal among them like a plague.

All men can bear a familiar, definite misfortune better than the cruel alternations of a fate which, from one moment to another, brings excessive joy or sorrow.

Are not poets men who fulfill their hopes prematurely?

Women themselves are so happy, and so beautiful, when they're strong, that they naturally choose powerful men, even if that power's so enermous there's a real risk it could shatter them.

Alas, two men are often necessary to provide a woman with a perfect lover, just as in literature a writer composes a type only by employing the singularities of several similar characters.

Man's condition is horrible because, no matter what form his happiness may take, it arises from some species of ignorance.

Conscience is a cudgel which all men pick up in order to thwack their neighbors instead of applying it to their own shoulders.

The Parisan, sauntering the streets idly, is as often a man in despair as a lounger.

Marriageable girls as well as mothers understand the terms and perils of the lottery called wedlock. That is why women weep at a wedding and men smile.

The happier a man, the more apt he is to tremble. In hearts exclusively tender, anxiety and jealousy are in exact proportion to happiness.

A knowledge of mankind and of things that surround us gives us that second education which proves far move valuable than our first because it alone turns out a truly accomplished man.

Nothing is unimportant to a man plunged in despair. He is as credulous as a criminal sentenced to death who listens to a lunatic raving to him about how he can escape through the keyhole.

Let nothing dupe you! Such is the horrible maxim that acts as a solvent upon every noble feeling man experiences.

When attempted self-destruction does not cure a man of life, it cures him of voluntary death.

You're a fine fastidious young man, as proud as a lion, as gentle as a girl. You'd make a good catch for the devil.

In smart society men are jealous of one another after the fashion of women.

We have long struggles with ourself, of which the outcome is one of our actions; they are, as it were, the inner side of human nature. This inner side is God's; the outer side belongs to men.

Of course Seattle loves soccer. You can see from the men's Seattle Sounders team.

Those who want much, are always much in need; happy the man to whom God gives with a sparing hand what is sufficient for his wants.

Who is a good man? He who keeps the decrees of the fathers, and both human and divine laws. [Lat., Vir bonus est quis? Qui consulta patrum, qui leges juraque servat.]

He that finds out he's changed his lot for worse, Let him betimes the untoward choice reverse: For still, when all is said, the rule stands fast, That each man's shoe be made on his own last.

It is not every man that can afford to go to Corinth.

Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.]

Every man should measure himself by his own standard. [Lat., Metiri se quemque suo modulo ac pede verum est.]

A man of refined taste and judgment.

Poets are never allowed to be mediocre by the gods, by men or by publishers.

No one is born without vices, and he is the best man who is encumbered with the least.

Nothing is so difficult but that man will accomplish it.

As many men as there are existing, so many are their different pursuits.

The covetous man is ever in want.

A man perfect to the finger tips.

Men more quickly and more gladly recall what they deride than what they approve and esteem.

To marvel at nothing is just about the one and only thing, Numicius, that can make a man happy and keep him that way.