I think that meeting someone’s parents is kind of a big step.
Ladies, if he makes an effort to get out of his car and lead you out of the passenger side by opening the door, it tells you a lot about the kind of man he is.
It’s the men who pride themselves on their nobility, on their deepness, on how sensitive and understanding they are of women. They see your soul! Didn’t you know that?
I will promise you eternity and I have a lifetime to prove its existence.
There’s nothing as endearing as those little moments when you realize someone really cares about your comfort.
Each time we freak out, we slowly but surely kill off the few gentleman that are left in the world.
I asked myself this foremost question: “Why is everything that men do, short of an impassive, emotionless response, considered to be creepy?”
Be clear with your intentions. “Hanging out” is not dating, and if you aren’t interested in someone enough to go out on a limb and ask to take them to dinner, you probably aren’t interested in them enough to be dating them at all.
“It’s definitely not dead, but it’s kind of in a vegetative state; it’s on life support. Chivalry is in a coma.”
Is the line starting to blur between being a gentleman and being a chauvinist?