Woman: the peg on which the wit hangs his jest, the preacher his text, the cynic his grouch and the sinner his justification.
Helen RowlandFalling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.
Helen RowlandFlattery is like wine, which exhilarates a man for a moment, but usually ends by going to his head and making him act foolishly.
Helen RowlandA man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her imagination, and then they both speak of it as an affair of 'the heart.
Helen Rowland