Man forgives woman anything save the wit to outwit him.
Pretty women and rich men are rarely wrong.
Between flattery and admiration there often flows a river of contempt.
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.
An epigram is a flashlight of a truth; a witticism, truth laughing at itself.
There never was a woman who did not prefer an oblique compliment to a straight truth - if the latter were unflattering.