sexism

• Blanche: Well, now you talk. Open your pretty mouth and talk while I look around for some liquor!
• Blanche: God love you for a liar! Daylight never exposed so total a ruin!
• His embelem of the gaudy seed bearer; he sizes women up ata glance, with sexual classifications
• STELLA: Im going to try to keep Blanche out till the party breaks because I don’t know how she would take it. So we’ll go to one of the little places in the Quarter afterwards and you’d better give me some money.
• STANLEY: Let me enlighten you on a point or two, baby.
• STANLEY: since when do you give me orders?
• STANLEY “I never met a woman that didn’t know if she was good-looking or not without being told, some of them give themselves credit for more than they’ve got”
• BLANCHE: We’ve got to get hold of some money, that’s the way out.
• She goes to the dressing table, grabs up a Kleenex and an eyebrow pencil for writing equipment.
• I want his respect. And men don’t want anything they get too easy.
• I’m looking for the Pleiades, the seven sisters, but they aren’t out tonight
• What do you think you are? A pair of queens? Remember what Huey Long said-”Every Man is a King”
• Her look goes suddenly inward…a blind look and listening expression
• Physical beauty is passing. A transitory possession.
• I always did say men are callous things with no feelings but this does beat anything
• Divested of all the softer properties of womanhood the Matron is a peculiarly sinister figure