Partial fantasies of a woman about a man

Vivian 2021-12-09 08:01:20

Maybe men should not be divided into nationalities to discuss, Chinese men, American men, Ethiopian and Biyan men... Men should be divided into Peter (Clark Gable) type men and non-Peter type men. A man like Peter is a man with love in his heart, even though this silly reporter has no money, no rights, no home, and no career.

What is a woman's fantasy of an ideal man (boyfriend, lover, or husband)? Did he miss the shuttle bus for you? Is he thinking about you everywhere, holding your wallet while thinking about you squandering? Did you chase away the man who struck up with you? Did he make breakfast when you wake up and wash?

The magic of black and white movies is to let you forget about the love story between the hero and heroine.

True thing is, he can make some girl wonderfully happy, but he only cares about this one.

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Extended Reading
  • Hermina 2021-12-09 08:01:20

    There will never be a man like Gable again, handsome and elegant, noble, beautiful, decisive, gentleman, and in the context of the financial crisis in the 1930s

It Happened One Night quotes

  • [Peter watches as Ellie dunks her donut]

    Peter Warne: Say, where'd you learn to dunk? In finishing school?

    Ellie Andrews: Aw, now don't you start telling me I shouldn't dunk.

    Peter Warne: Of course you shouldn't - you don't know how to do it. Dunking's an art. Don't let it soak so long. A dip and

    [he stuffs the donut in his mouth]

    Peter Warne: plop, in your mouth. You let it hang there too long, it'll get soft and fall off. It's all a matter of timing. Aw, I oughta write a book about it.

    Ellie Andrews: [laughs] Thanks, professor.

    Peter Warne: Just goes to show you - twenty millions, and you don't know how to dunk.

    Ellie Andrews: Oh, I'd change places with a plumber's daughter any day.

  • [Peter is carrying Ellie across the creek slung over his shoulder]

    Ellie Andrews: You know this is the first time in years I've ridden piggy-back.

    Peter Warne: This isn't piggy-back.

    Ellie Andrews: Course it is.

    Peter Warne: You're crazy.

    Ellie Andrews: I remember distinctly my father taking me for a piggy-back ride.

    Peter Warne: And he carried you like this, I suppose?

    Ellie Andrews: Yes.

    Peter Warne: Your father didn't know beans about piggy-back riding.

    Ellie Andrews: My uncle, mother's brother, has four children and I've seen them ride piggy-back.

    Peter Warne: I'll bet there isn't a good piggy-back rider in your whole family. I never knew a rich man yet who could piggy-back ride.

    Ellie Andrews: You're prejudiced.

    Peter Warne: You show me a good piggy-backer and I'll show you a real human. Now you take Abraham Lincoln for instance. A natural born piggy-backer. Where do you get all of that stuffed-shirt family of yours?

    Ellie Andrews: My father was a great piggy-backer.

    Peter Warne: Here, hold this.

    [Peter hands to Ellie the case he was carrying and slaps her behind for that remark]