Every creature stalks some other, catches it, and is caught.

Men feel that women somehow drag them down, and women feel that way about men. It's possible that both are right.

Spite is never lonely; envy always tags along.

Neurotic quarrels always have the same theme-song: Hate me and get it over with.

I tell you this, and I tell you plain: What you have done, you will do again; You will bite your tongue, careful or not, Upon the already-bitten spot.

Women who feel naked without their lipstick are well over thirty.

If you jot down every silly thought that pops into your mind, you will soon find out everything you most seriously believe.