The more logical feminists, beginning by giving up sex roles, end by giving up sex.
Love is an ideal thing, marriage a real thing; a confusion of the real with the ideal never goes unpunished.
Spouses never quite forgive each other their existence before they met.
Beautiful women become bored with hearing that they are beautiful because it is the only truth they are ever told.
The honeymoon ends with the first sigh.
Between machismo and boyishness lies a large and almost entirely unexploited market niche.
No universally acclaimed institution has a more dismal track record than marrying for love.
Marry for love, divorce for character.
Trophy wives also have trophy husbands.
Marry a beautiful woman to be envied, a clever woman to be fascinated, and a thrifty woman to be happy.