What's for dinner is the only question many husbands ask their wives, and the only one to which they care about the answer.

Whether or not you love television, you've got to admit that it certainly loves itself.

It must infuriate our children to see us always so much more forbearing with everybody else's.

No one ever loved anyone the way that person wanted to be loved.

Pity all newlyweds. She cooks something nice for him, and he brings her flowers, and they kiss and think: How easy marriage is.

Once you become self-conscious, there is no end to it; once you start to doubt, there is no room for anything else.

Desire creates havoc when it is the only thing between two people, or when it is what's missing.