Minna Antrim Quotes

To money, the finest linguist in the world!

We women take love too seriously. Men wish to be loved with laughter, not with sighing. So laugh, sweetheart, laugh, or soon you may be weeping.

A homely face and no figure have aided many women heavenward.

Matrimonially speaking, a bridle for the tongue is better than a rein for the heart.

The bride and groom-May their joys be as bright as the morning, and their sorrows but shadows that fade in the sunlight of love.

Man proposes, woman forecloses.

Man forgives woman anything save the wit to outwit him.

Intuition is truly a feminine quality, but women should not mistake rash conclusions for this gift.

There never was a woman who did not prefer an oblique compliment to a straight truth - if the latter were unflattering.

Satiety is a mongrel that barks at the heels of plenty.

Illusion is the dust the devil throws in the eyes of the foolish.

Some men act upon women like champagne; when they appear the women are sparkling and full of brilliance; when they leave the fair ones grow flat, stale, and most unprofitable companions.

Enthusiasms, like stimulants, are often affected by people with small mental ballast

The drama of life begins with a wail and ends with a sigh.

That one woman is capable of loving another is an historical truth; but never yet lived one who could not listen to her own praises at the expense of her adored friend.

A beautiful woman delights the eye; a wise woman, the understanding; a pure one, the soul.

To be loved is to be fortunate, but to be hated is to achieve distinction.

Smiles are the soul's kisses.

Every man has two personalities; the one he reveals to women, the other to men.

To know one's self is wisdom, but to know one's neighbor is genius.

Experience is a good teacher, but she sends in terrific bills.

It takes more than a wise man to keep track of a foolish woman.

An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.

When a woman is very, very bad, she is awful, but when a man is correspondingly good, he is weird.

Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.

The difference between a saint and a hypocrite is that one lies for his religion, the other by it.

The Green-eyed Monster causes much woe, but the absence of this ugly serpent argues the presence of a corpse whose name is Eros.

The very women who object to the morals of a notoriously beautiful actress, grow big with pride when an admirer suggests their marked resemblance to this stage beauty in physique.

To laughter! The bright coinage of the bank of good will.

A fool bolts pleasure, then complains of moral indigestion.

Pretty women and rich men are rarely wrong.