He was... a womanizer, he wanted to be in the sack with everybody.

I remembered him as one hell of a womanizer—particularly for a mathematician.

He looked like the love thoughts of women.

Like other inveterate womanizers Strike had encountered, Duffield’s voice and mannerisms were slightly camp. Perhaps such men became feminized by prolonged immersion in women’s company, or perhaps it was a way of disarming their quarry.

[He] maybe took that alter-ego of masculinity too far in his relationships with women.

At heart, he could not abide sense in women: he liked to see them as silly, as light-headed, as vain, as open to ridicule as possible; because they were then in reality what he held them to be, and wished them to be, — inferior: toys to play with, to amuse a vacant hour and to be thrown away.

Men get to be a mixture of the charming mannerisms of the women they have known.

He was presumably a lover. They did things like commanding battalions. And worse!

I might have enjoyed the company of a woman or two... Or three but that had never
stopped me from loving you.

I can't speak to whether he hates women, but what I can say because I grew up with it, is that women were... considered second class citizens. ...[I]t explains his casual cruelty to women and... the ease with which he objectifies them. ...[H]e certainly doesn't seem to ever have had any real deep emotional connection with wom[en], or well I guess with anybody, quite honestly. But he objectifies women and uses them in a way he certainly doesn't do with men.

He made us fight so much, he made the women movement very strong infact we became almost militant.

Muhammad was one of those rare men who truly enjoy the company of women. Some of his male companions were astonished by his leniency towards his wives and the way they stood up to him and answered him back. Muhammad scrupulously helped with the chores, mended his own clothes and sought out the companionship of his wives.

He was in love with every pretty woman he saw now, their forms at a distance, their shadows on the walls.

It was always from the love of strong women that he had found whatever joy had been granted him in his life.