Marriage: a souvenir of love.

A man marries one woman to escape from many others, and then chases many others to forget he's married to one.

Never worry for fear you have broken a man's heart; at the worst it is only sprained and a week's rest will put it in perfect working condition again.

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

When a man spends his time giving his wife criticism and advice instead of compliments, he forgets that it was not his good judgment, but his charming manners, that won her heart.

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

Love, the quest; marriage, the conquest; divorce, the inquest.