One must judge men not by their opinions, but by what their opinions have made of them.
I'm looking forward to providing the men of Seattle with an evening where they can kick back, light up a cigar and enjoy a night to themselves. Women, we can't technically keep you out, but please stay at home.
Prostration is our natural position. A worm-like movement from a spot of sunlight to a spot of shade, and back, is the type of movement that is natural to men.
Men were only made into "men" with great difficulty even in primitive society: the male is not naturally "a man" any more than the woman. He has to be propped up into that position with some ingenuity, and is always likely to collapse.
Men haven't changed their behaviour, so women somehow have to be strengthened to be able to ward off the men.
Damn the great executives, the men of measured merriment, damn the men with careful smiles oh, damn their measured merriment.
Captain Clarke who had gone out yesterday with eighteen men to bring in the meat we had killed the day before, and to continue the hunt, came in at twelve o'clock.
The men in the steel industry who sacrificed their all were nor merely aiding their fellows at home but were adding strength to the cause of their comrades in all industry.
The steel workers have now buried their dead, while the widows weep and watch their orphaned children become objects of public charity. The murder of these unarmed men has never been publicly rebuked by any authoritative officer of the state or federal government.
While the men of the steel industry were going through blood and gas in defense of their rights and their homes and their families, elsewhere on the far-flung C.I.O. front the hosts of labor were advancing and intelligent and permanent progress was being made.
Long before history began we men have got together apart from the women and done things. We had time.
What we call Man's power over Nature turns out to be a power exercised by some men over other men with Nature as its instrument.
Imagination is not the exclusive appanage of artists, but belongs in varying degrees to all men.
Ordinary men live among marvels and feel no wonder, grow familiar with objects and learn nothing new about them.
I therefore claim to show, not how men think in myths, but how myths operate in men's minds without their being aware of the fact.