So it seems that we women are made of different stuff... a different atom, so different from men...
It has to do with our nature!!
A young man without a woman beside him is a poor immature guy.
A man at thirty-something without a woman at his side is an old bachelor...
A man in his 40 without a woman at his side begins to think like his mother (and if he doesn’t live with her still, he soon will).
A man of 50 without a woman at his side is a dirty old man...
... What goes on in these lonely men’s brains and hearts?
We women put fantasy in the lives of men. We open the door to see beyond the horizon.
We give a sentimental touch to each concept. All the absolute becomes completely relative.
What was simple and plain inevitably becomes something exquisite.
Ahhh ... what would we be of us women if we didn’t live each day believing that we have completely changed the lives of our men?
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