We always prefer war on our own terms to peace on someone else's.

Men prefer brief praise, pitched high; women are satisfied with praise in a lower key, just so it goes on and on.

Beauty often fades, but seldom so swiftly as the joy it gives us.

In church, sacred music would make believers of us all — but preachers can be counted on to restore the balance.

People keep telling us about their love affairs, when what we really want to know is how much money they make and how they manage on it.

Women are afraid of mice and of murder, and of very little in between.

Anything you lose automatically doubles in value.