After the chills and fever of love, how nice is the 98.6 degrees of marriage.
Minor vices lead to major ones, but minor virtues stay put.
It’s impossible to be loyal to your family, your friends, your country, and your principles, all at the same time.
Men never know how tired they are till their wives sit them down for a nice long talk.
What we love about love is the fever, which marriage puts to bed and cures.
Love requires a willingness to die; marriage, a willingness to live.
Vanity, revenge, loneliness, boredom, all apply: lust is one of the least of the reasons for promiscuity.
Many beautiful women have been made happy by their own beauty, but no intelligent woman has ever been made happy by her own intelligence.
As we grow older, our capacity for enjoyment shrinks, but not our appetite for it.
It’s hard to feel middle-aged, because how can you tell how long you are going to live?
My doctor is nice; every time I see him, I’m ashamed of what I think of doctors in general.
Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can’t.
There’s only one person who needs a glass of water oftener than a small child tucked in for the night, and that’s a writer sitting down to write.
Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had.
If you hate your lot but wouldn’t trade it, it’s not your lot you hate.
Men who don’t like girls with brains don’t like girls.
True remorse is never just a regret over consequences; it is a regret over motive.
If you jot down every silly thought that pops into your mind, you will soon find out everything you most seriously believe.
When suffering comes, we yearn for some sign from God, forgetting we have just had one.
We are all born brave, trusting and greedy, and most of us remain greedy.