Woman: the peg on which the wit hangs his jest, the preacher his text, the cynic his grouch and the sinner his justification.

Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor.

Nothing annoys a man as to hear a woman promising to love him "forever" when he merely wanted her to love him for a few weeks.

Going through life without love is like going through a good dinner without an appetite -- everything seems so flat and tasteless.

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

Fortunately for women, most men mistake loneliness for love before marriage, and habit for happiness afterward.

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