Young feminists have been sold a bill of goods about American feminism. The enormous changes in women over the past 40 years are constantly and falsely attributed to the organized women's movement of the late 1960s and '70s.
Something about glamour interested me. All my schoolbooks had drawings of women on terraces with a cocktail and a cigarette.
Some men have a silly theory about beautiful women - that somewhere along the line they'll turn into a monster. That movie gave them a chance to watch it happen.
Because I have work to care about it is possible that I may be less difficult to get along with than other women when the double chins start to form.
No other group in America has so had their identity socialized out of existence as have black women... When black people are talked about the focus tends to be on black men and when women are talked about the focus tends to be on white women.
Men think about women. Women think about what men think about them.
My favorite play in drama school was 'The Bacchae.' It's about a king who literally gets eaten alive by all the women in the play in a kind of orgy - it's related to the word 'bacchanal' - and I loved that idea of animalistic chaos and following our own desires.
I noticed in the past a lot of guys who like strong women they really freak out if you're not strong 24/7. Or they complain about you being strong then the moment you're not strong they're like 'Oh no no no.'
Women complain about PMS but I think of it as the only time of the month when I can be myself.
If we took away women's right to vote we'd never have to worry about another Democrat president.
Women have to be active listeners and interrupters - but when you interrupt you have to know what you are talking about.
I love women. I'm trying to do beautiful things with them. I'm not trying to insult them. My life is not about that.
Women are the real reason we get up every day. I'm talking about real men. If there were no women I would not even have to bathe because why would I care? These are guys I'm hanging with. I wake up for a woman every day of my life to make it happen for her.
People love talking about when they were young and heard Honky Tonk Women for the first time. It's quite a heavy load to carry on your shoulders the memories of so many people.
The trouble with some women is that they get all excited about nothing - and then marry him.
I'm excited about there being more of a sisterhood these days. Back in the '90s there was a lot of hate - the women I looked up to as artists were dissing me! It's not so patriarchal these days - there's more love and a lot less hate!
I can't understand why the front pages of newspapers can cover bird flu and swine flu and everybody is up in arms about that and we still haven't really woken up to the fact that so many women in sub-Saharan Africa - 60 percent of people in - infected with HIV are women.
Women's liberation is just a lot of foolishness. It's men who are discriminated against. They can't bear children. And no one is likely to do anything about that.
I think women are concerned too much with their clothes. Men don't really care that much about women's clothes. If they like a girl chances are they'll like her clothes.
When I get up and work out I'm working out just as much for my girls as I am for me because I want them to see a mother who loves them dearly who invests in them but who also invests in herself. It's just as much about letting them know as young women that it is okay to put yourself a little higher on your priority list.
While gossip among women is universally ridiculed as low and trivial gossip among men especially if it is about women is called theory or idea or fact.
You don't argue with a four-year old about why he shouldn't eat candy for dinner. You don't punch a mentally handicapped guy even if he punches you first. And you don't argue when a women tells you she's only making 80 cents to your dollar. It's the path of least resistance. You save your energy for more important battles.
If women want any rights more than they's got why don't they just take them and not be talking about it.
My mother was very strong. Once she picked up a coconut and smashed it against my father's head. It taught me about women defending themselves and not collapsing in a heap.
I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty... you fall half in love with them and then you never know where the hell you are.