A fool and her money are soon courted.

Better a lively old epigram than a deadly new one.

Some men are born for matrimony, some achieve matrimony -- but most of them are merely poor dodgers.

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.

Matrimony is the price of love -- divorce, the rebate.

A man may talk inspiringly to a woman about love in the abstract--but the look in his eyes is always perfectly concrete.

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