At the beginning of a love affair, not even the neurotic is neurotic.

Confession is good for the conscience, but it usually bypasses the soul.

No matter how many Christmas presents you give your child, there's always that terrible moment when he's opened the very last one. That's when he expects you to say, 'Oh yes, I almost forgot,' and take him out and show him the pony.

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

Few of us could bear to have ourselves for neighbors.

Women are good listeners, but it's a waste of time telling your troubles to a man unless there's something specific you want him to do.

All love is probationary, a fact which frightens women and exhilarates men.