An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.
Man forgives woman anything save the wit to outwit him.
To laughter! The bright coinage of the bank of good will.
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.
Experience is a good teacher, but she sends in terrific bills.
Every man has two personalities; the one he reveals to women, the other to men.