Flattery Is Like Wine, Which

Before Marriage, A Man Declares That He Would Lay Down His Life To Serve You; After Marriage, He Won't Even Lay Down His Newspaper To Talk To You.

True Love Isn't The Kind That Endures Through Long Years Of Absence, But The Kind That Endures Through Long Years Of Propinquity.

No Man Can Understand Why A Woman Shouldn't Prefer A Good Reputation To A Good Time.

Nobody Is Quite So Blase And Sophisticated As A Boy Of Nineteen Who Is Just Recovering From A Baby Grand Passion

A Woman's Flattery May Inflate A Man's Head A Little; But Her Criticism Goes Straight To His Heart, And Contracts It So That It Can Never Again Hold Quite As Much Love For Her.