Men are like mascara, they run at the slightest display of emotion.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I realised one day that men are emotional cripples. We can't express ourselves emotionally, we can only do it with anger and humour. Emotional stability and expression comes from women.
Beware of men who cry. It's true that men who cry are sensitive to and in touch with feelings, but the only feelings they tend to be sensitive to and in touch with are their own.
Men behave very oddly in the company of attractive women.
It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.
Men can't bear to see women cry.
Men are just jealous because they can't wear makeup.
Men show their character in nothing more clearly than what they think laughable.
Men live by intervals of reason under the sovereignty of humor and passion.
Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain.
Men must live and create. Live to the point of tears.