“I guess I don’t understand women.”
“That’s an understatement.”

When I say I know women, I mean I know that I don't know them. Every single woman I ever knew is a puzzle to me, as I have no doubt she is to herself.

I'm supposed to have a Ph.D. on the subject of women. But the truth is I've flunked more often than not. I'm very fond of women; I admire them. But, like all men, I don't understand them.

I have always found women difficult. I don't really understand them. To begin with, few women tell the truth.

Freud said he didn’t know what women wanted. I know what women want. They want a whole lot of people to talk to.

I hate to tell this to the woman, they're behind the fact, they're a little behind the fact. They haven't figured out that women may be in certain ways much better than men. But I don't want to say that because I will get myself in trouble with men. But they haven't figured this out yet but that's OK.

I don't understand girls, but I'm slowly learning.

I don't understand women. Nobody does. Least of all themselves.

...in terms of the general women’s movement, are finding it very difficult to deal with these women and with the notion of what they do and what they bring to the table, if they ever get to it. Unless we crack this and understand and appreciate it, we’re going to be doing the same old mythologizing of women as the answer. It keeps us in a rut, because we’re not moving beyond that.

I profess not to know how women's hearts are wooed and won. To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration.

You were disgusted with the women who were always speaking and looking, and thinking for your approbation alone. I roused, and interested you, because I was so unlike them.

I know little about the women of my own race...

On top of the war talk, women were driving me crazy: the ones who said “no” and the ones who said “yes.” It got downright mystifying just trying to figure out which was worse. At nineteen, it’s hard to know how to act.

I kept thinking that. I don’t know why it is I can’t seem to learn that a woman’ll do anything.