We hide so well. This is the bottom line: how hidden is male subjectivity? Name five books where male subjectivity is produced in an honest way.
A man never forgets his body the way a woman does, because a man is pushing his body, a part of his body, forward, to make the act of love happen. He brings the jut of his body into the act of love, then takes it back, when it has had its way.
Erections, Ejaculations,Exhibitions and General Tales of Ordinary Madness.
There might have been guys with enough cajones to send over a drink. If I was hit on today maybe I just don't know it. I told my friend that I never get hit on and he's like, "You're crazy!" But as far as I know, no, I've almost never been hit on.
Men live in a fantasy world. I know this because I am one, and I actually receive my mail there
I don’t read Scripture and cling to no life precepts, except perhaps to Walter Cronkite’s rules for old men, which he did not deliver over the air: Never trust a fart. Never pass up a drink. Never ignore an erection.
When you're a man, you're often in situations where you have to decide how far you're going to go in an argument. How big is the other guy? All this stuff that girls don't have to worry about as much, because that's not part of the equation.
There are mornings when all men experience with fatigue a flush of tenderness that makes them horny.
The life of men is painful.
I didn't notice pain in the way that most guys would.
I'm of Neil Young's generation. Neil Young's songs have spoken to what it's like to be at least a white male of his generation over the years. Endlessly, he's sung about the stuff that I really care about. He's put into words the feelings that hit you at different transitional moments in life.
I'm a black man in the United States, and there's no two ways about that. I have a shared common experience with other black men, and through that, there's an automatic understanding.
As for men, those myriad little detached ponds with their own swarming corpuscular life, what were they but a way that water has of going about beyond the reach of rivers?
I'd love to be a man for a day, just to see what it's like.
I installed anti-rust roofing into homes in Cairns. I packed boxes at Baby Barn. I was even a Manny! Mate, I know more about braiding hair and My Little Pony than most men, I can tell ya.
I don't think a woman riding a motorcycle thinks of herself as doing something that has sex appeal. I think she's trying to replicate for herself an experience that she sees men having.
Going gray is like ejaculating: you know it can happen prematurely, but when it does it comes as a total shock.
I don't envy men and I certainly wouldn't like to become one now.
One day in the shower, you figure it out. It's a special day in a man's life. I was like, 'Oh, I found me a hobby.'
Men's legs have a terribly lonely life - standing in the dark in your trousers all day.
I can only write from a man's viewpoint.
Women have it good when it comes to masturbation. Guys, we just have our hands. For the rest of our lives, that's it. Sometimes your friend will go, 'Ever try your left hand? It's like a whole different person.' Yeah, a retarded person.
Sexism is discounting the female experience of powerlessness; the new sexism is discounting the male experience of powerlessness.
