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

A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.

A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted.

Changing husbands is about as satisfactory as changing a bundle from one hand to the other; it gives you only temporary relief.

Flirting is the gentle art of making a man feel pleased with himself.

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

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