There are only two kinds of men; the dead and the deadly.

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

Love: woman's eternal spring and man's eternal fall.

In olden times sacrifices were made at the altar - a practice which is still continued.

Marriage is the only thing that affords a woman the pleasure of company and the perfect sensation of solitude at the same time.

To a man, marriage means giving up four out of five of the chiffonier drawers; to a woman, giving up four out of five of her opinions.

When perfect frankness comes in at the door love flies out of the window.