A man's heart may have a secret sanctuary where only one woman may enter, but it is full of little anterooms which are seldom vacant.

The honeymoon is not actually over until we cease to stifle our sighs and begin to stifle our yawns.

Telling lies is a fault in a boy, an art in a lover, an accomplishment in a bachelor, and second-nature in a married man.

There's so much saint in the worst of them, and so much devil in the best of them, that a woman who's married to one of them, has nothing to learn of the rest of them.

When two people decide to get a divorce, it isn't a sign that they 'don't understand' one another, but a sign that they have, at last, begun to.

Some women blush when they are kissed, some call for the police, some swear, some bite. But the worst are those who laugh.

When you see a married couple walking down the street, the one that's a few steps ahead is the one that's mad.