A doctor recently described to me "benign positional vertigo": it means you get dizzy in certain positions, but you can get over it without necessarily changing the position. Change "vertigo" to "anxiety," and you've summed up the neurotic's plight.

A woman ought to look up to her husband, if only a half-inch.

When "Why not do it?" barely outweighs "Why do it?" — don't do it.

Those who are brutally honest are seldom so with themselves.

When the pressures really mount, the neurotic must choose: Shall he have a good cry, or set fire to his neighbor's house?

Naturally, the neurotic wants you to love him twice as much, for he's going to cut it in half anyway.

Forget about calories - everything makes thin people thinner, and fat people fatter.