Relations are errors that Nature makes. / Your spouse you can put on the shelf. / But your friends, dear friends, are the quaint mistakes / You always commit yourself.

Women like other women fine. The more feminine she is, the more comfortable a woman feels with her own sex. It is only the occasional and therefore noticeable adventuress who refuses to make friends with us.

The trouble with gardening is that is does not remain an avocation. It becomes an obsession.

I do not know who first invented the myth of sexual equality. But it is a myth willfully fostered and nourished by certain semi-scientists and other fiction writers. And it has done more, I suspect, to unsettle marital happiness than any other false doctrine of this myth-ridden age.

Marriage was all a woman's idea and for man's acceptance of the pretty yoke, it becomes us to be grateful.

These are my daughters, I suppose. But where in the world did the children vanish?

Stir the eggnog, lift the toddy, Happy New Year everybody.