A man loses his illusions first, his teeth second, and his follies last.

A man's desire for a son is usually nothing but the wish to duplicate himself in order that such a remarkable pattern may not be lost to the world.

After marriage, a woman's sight becomes so keen that she can see right through her husband without looking at him, and a man's so dull that he can look right through his wife without seeing her.

It isn't tying himself to one woman that a man dreads when he thinks of marrying; it's separating himself from all the others.

Nowadays love is a matter of chance, matrimony a matter of money and divorce a matter of course.

A man can become so accustomed to the thought of his own faults that he will begin to cherish them as charming little 'personal characteristics.'

A man's ideal woman is the one he couldn't get.