I want to see these bad, bad, bad, bad men come to grips with their humanity.

The work of a few good men takes time to sink in and soak in than the work of the several bad men that proceeds at a very rapid pace.

Many laws as certainly make bad men, as bad men make many laws.

I make bad choices. I've got such dodgy tastes in men.

I don't like talking shit about men, men make a shit of themselves 

That is the worst of women. They always want one to be good. And if we are good, when they meet us, they don't love us at all. They like to find us quite irretrievably bad, and to leave us quite unattractively good.