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

Meanness inherits a set of silverware and keeps it in the bank. Economy uses it only on important occasions, for fear of loss. Thrift sets the table with it every night for pure pleasure, but counts the butter spreaders before they are put away.

Those wearing Tolerance for a label call other views intolerable.

Scratch any father, you find / Someone chock-full of qualms and romantic terrors, / Believing change is a threat.

Say what you will, making a marriage work is a woman's business.

When blithe to argument I come, Though armed with facts, and merry, May Providence protect me from The fool as adversary, Whose mind to him a kingdom is Where reason lacks dominion, Who calls conviction prejudice And prejudice opinion.

Time is the thief you cannot banish.