I was naive, but I certainly was not duplicitous.
Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing and forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weaknesses.
Children have an uncanny way of living up – or down – to what is expected of them.
You need that guy like a giraffe needs strep throat.
Class is considerate of others. It knows that good manners is nothing more than a series of petty sacrifices.
A husband is a man who wishes he had as much fun when he goes on business trips as his wife thinks he does.
Bragging is not an attractive trait, but let’s be honest. A man who catches a big fish doesn’t go home through an alley.
Class is the sure-footedness that comes with having proved you can meet life.
People who care about each other enjoy doing things for one another. They don’t consider it servitude.
If you want to catch trout, don’t fish in a herring barrel.
All married couples should learn the art of battle as they should learn the art of making love.
Nobody says you must laugh, but a sense of humor can help you overlook the unattractive, tolerate the unpleasant, cope with the unexpected, and smile through the day.
Women’s magazines continue to print ‘helpful’ articles on How to Hang on to Your Husband while thousands of wives write to me and complain that ’hanging is too good for ’em.
The minute more than two people know a secret, it is no longer a secret.
Class never tries to build itself up by tearing others down. Class is already up and need not strive to look better by making others look worse.
More divorces start in the bedroom than in any other room in the house.
If criticism is needed, do it tactfully. Don’t use a sledgehammer when a fly swatter will do the job.
Being interested is more important than being interesting.
It is a mark of a superior mind to be able to disagree without being disagreeable.
Find comfort in the knowledge that no imitator ever comes off as well as the original.
No person who can read is ever successful at cleaning out an attic.