The only sex education my mother ever gave me was the injunction: 'Never let a boy touch you down there.' I had no idea what she meant. She seemed to….
Not for a million - years. I mean, I like the INXS boys, but I found the process very degrading, really. Reality television has eaten away at our sta….
For in Calormen, story-telling (whether the stories are true or made up) is a thing you're taught, just as English boys and girls are taught essay-wr….
Men are now also in the minority among the entering traditionally male-dominated areas such as law and medicine. Finance and politics are still firml….
Never fight fair with a stranger, boy. You'll never get out of the jungle that way..
It's so easy for me to do a boy-bashing pop song, but to sit down and write honestly about something that's really close to me, something I've been t….
He was a boy, she was a girl, Can I make it any more obvious? He was a punk, she did ballet, What more can I say? He wanted her, she'd never tell….
I thought she'd make some comment about the bloodthirsty gods chasing us, but when she finally found her voice, she said, "That boy kissed you!" Leav….
I love working with women. I think it's because I spent so much time in my brother's heavy metal band. Sweaty boys in the rehearsal room. It's nice t….
I guess I was a bad boy... Yes, yes, I've had lots of women in my life..
Franco-American relations have been, and always will be, both conflictual and excellent. The U.S. finds France unbearable with its pretensions; we fi….
A wet boy has a deader, an assassin has a target, because assassins sometimes miss..
Bad Boys II has knocked everyone's socks off..
Boys like it when you talk to them as if they were grown men—at least he always did when he was a kid—because they pretend that’s what they are anyho….
This is a robbery, boy, gimme them dollars. We hit the lottery, boy, it's in ya wallets!.
Never trust to general impressions, my boy, but concentrate yourself upon details..
The field was even greener than my boy's mind had pictured it. In later years, friends of ours visited Ireland and said the grass there was plenty gr….
I was between A man and a boy, A hobble-de-hoy, A fat, little, punchy concern of sixteen..
I think we still believe that ambition is for boys..
Just tell me one boy, just one who at seven didn't aspire to be a hero or a fireman..
I was a boy, suddenly treated like the men and expected to act like them..