“The particular source of frustration of women observing their own self-study and measuring their worth as women by the distance they kept from men necessitated that a distance be kept, and so what vindicated them also poured fuel on the furnace of their rage. One delight presumed another dissatisfaction, but their hatefulness confessed to their own lack of power to please. They hated men because they needed husbands, and they loathed the men they chased away for going.” MenSelfStudyWifeParticularHe ManSourceNeededPleaseHusbandMen And WomenDistanceDelightRageHatedFuelFrustrationObservingDissatisfactionMeasuringFurnacesVindicated Author:Alexander Theroux
“An exhaustive study of police records shows that no woman has ever shot her husband while he was doing the dishes.” ShowsWomenStudyRecordsHusbandShotsPoliceDishes Author:Earl Wilson
“Their women are of surpassing beauty, and are shown more respect than the men. These people are Muslims, punctilious in observing the hours of prayer, studying the books of law, and memorizing the Koran. Yet their women show no bashfulness before men and do not veil themselves, though they are assiduous in attending prayers. Any man who wishes to marry one of them may do so, but they do not travel with their husbands, and, even if one desired to do so, her family would not allow her to go. The women have their 'friends' and 'companions' amongst the men outside their own families.” PeopleIfsMenMayBookShowsLawWishHoursPrayerStudyHe ManHusbandCompanionVeilsObservingAttendingSurpassingMemorizingBashfulness Author:Ibn Battuta
“One night my son was downstairs studying, and he had been up so late all that week, and my husband said, "I feel so sorry for him." I said, "Look, if he's going to become a surgeon" - he is studying to be a doctor - "he's going to have his hard times. I feel sorry for him too, but if he lives in this world he's going to have more hard times. He's going to stay up some more nights." I think we can't shield them from the hard times, even though we'd like to. I say to the children that I teach and to my own - I can't test the ground for you and tell you that's a safe step there.” IfsThinkingWorldFeelsLooksChildrenSaidI CanHardNightMy OwnStepsTeachStudyWeekThis WorldSonSafeHusbandLateDoctorsTestsSorryHard TimesMy HusbandMy SonShieldsOne NightSurgeonsSorry For Him Author:Marva Collins
“After my husband, Dave, died, I called my friend Adam, a psychologist who studies how people find meaning in our lives, and I asked him what, if anything, I could do to help myself and my kids get through this. We started talking about resilience, then reading about it, then talking to other people who had gotten through grief and other huge challenges. In time, those conversations and that research helped me heal.” PeopleHelpingKidsReadingChallengesGriefStudyHusbandResilienceHealWhat IfMy HusbandFind MePsychologist Author:Sheryl Sandberg
“Every Wednesday, my husband and I have a study group with our friends. I attend church. We try to devote time in the morning, say a prayer.” TryingChurchPrayerMorningStudyGroupsHusbandMy HusbandWednesdayStudy Group Author:Carrie Underwood
“There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.” FeelsLittlesEndsHappensNightFightingPartyStudyWifeWindHairHusbandMountainSkinsHotGlassesEdgesDesertBeerDryNecksNervesKnivesSantaCocktailsCurlsMeekBoozeAnything Can HappenCarvingWind BlowingHair Blowing Book:Trouble Is My Business: A Novel Source: Trouble Is My Business: A Novel
“I mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?" Floote raised a tentative hand. "Ah, yes, thank you, Floote." "There is also Mrs Tunstell, madam," he offered hopefully, is if Ivy were some kind of consolation prize. "I notice you don't mention my fair-weather husband." "I suspect, at this moment, madam, he probably wants to kill you." Alexia couldn't help smiling. "Good point.” IfsWantKindMeanMomentsHelpingHandsStudyHusbandFairsRaisedWeatherHopefullyDevelopingPrizeSuspectsConsolationKill MeNeurosisIvyConsolation Prize Author:Gail Carriger