Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

The woman who appeals to a man's vanity may stimulate him, the woman who appeals to his heart may attract him, but it is the woman who appeals to his imagination who gets him.

Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.

Falling in love consists merely in uncorking the imagination and bottling the common sense.

Love, like a chicken salad or restaurant hash, must be taken with blind faith or it loses its flavor.

A husband is what is left of a lover, after the nerve has been extracted.

It isn't tying himself to one woman that a man dreads when he thinks of marrying it's separating himself from all the others.

In olden times sacrifices were made at the altar - a practice which is still continued.

After marriage, a woman's sight becomes so keen that she can see right through her husband without looking at him, and a man's so dull that he can look right through his wife without seeing her.

A bride at her second marriage does not wear a veil. She wants to see what she is getting.