A bachelor never quite gets over the idea that he is a thing of beauty and a boy forever.

Love is a matter of give and take -- marriage, a matter of misgive and mistake.

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

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.

A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.

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

Alas, why will a man spend months trying to hand over his liberty to a woman--and the rest of his life trying to get it back again?