What we love about love is the fever, which marriage puts to bed and cures.

We are irritated by rascals, intolerant of fools, and prepared to love the rest. But where are they?

Men never know how tired they are till their wives sit them down for a nice long talk.

Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had, for the first involves knowledge and pleasure, the second only ignorance and pain.

Happiness is like the penny candy of our youth: we got a lot more for our money back when we had no money.

Humiliation is a vast country of imprecise boundaries. If you think you're there, you are. The neurotic rule: when in doubt, go ahead and feel humiliated.

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