Marriage is the only thing that affords a woman the pleasure of company and the perfect sensation of solitude at the same time.

The hardest task of a girl's life, nowadays, is to prove to a man that his intentions are serious.

At twenty, a man feels awfully aged and blasé; at thirty, almost senile; at forty, "not so old"; and at fifty, positively skittish.

What a man calls his 'conscience' is merely the mental action that follows a sentimental reaction after too much wine or love.

True love isn't the kind that endures through long years of absence, but the kind that endures through long years of propinquity.

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.

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.