as all women know, there are really no men at all. There are grown-up boys, and middle-aged boys, and elderly boys, and even sometimes very old boys. But the essential difference is simply exterior. Your man is always a boy.

To the bottle! In infancy, the milk bottle; in our prime, the wine bottle; in our dotage, the pill bottle.

Suspicion is like the rain. It falls on the just and on the unjust.

Love is like the measles, all the worse when it comes late.

Young Doctor Arden was gong through the process of reorienting himself after a night's sleep.

The only way to make a husband over according to one's ideas ... would be to adopt him at an early age, say four.

I had a vision ... of being found on the pavement by some passerby, with a small punctuation mark ending my sentence of life.