A gentleman has his eyes on all those present; he is tender toward the bashful, gentle toward the distant, and merciful toward the absent. ~Lawrence G. LovasikWhere have all the gentlemen gone?
What island have they been exiled to...and can someone send me the coordinates so that I might go and bring them home again?
Someone told them that they were no longer needed in this world...that their age had come and gone.
Someone told them that women were strong and independent -- that we didn't need men to care of us anymore...
...that we could open our own doors, and that a man coming to our defense was nothing more than offensive and sexist.
Someone said that chivalry was dead.
Well, let me tell you this.
They were wrong.
Whoever told Mr. Darcy to dismount his horse...whoever told Prince Charming to toss his crown in the mud...whoever told Orlando to burn his sonnets?
So please, gentlemen, come back to us.
Because there are still ladies in the world...
And we miss you.
We love when you open the door for us, or help us when we drop things, and we will thank you.
We love when you hold out your hand to help us up off the ground after a moment where our grace has fled, and we have stumbled over our own feet.
We love when you treat us with respect instead of just a pair of breasts...just as something to stare at and undress in your mind.
We love when you hug us, tell us we look beautiful, and look us in the eyes when you talk to us.
We love being treated as beloved sisters instead of sex objects and toys to show off.
So, please, come back.
And to those of you who haven't changed -- to those men who love me, respect me, and treat me as precious: I love you, and I am HONORED to call you my friends and brothers.
You are seen.
You are thanked.
And you are loved.
A man may learn from his Bible to be a more thorough gentleman than if he had been brought up in all the drawing-rooms in London. ~Charles Kingsley
